Therapy One

Here are my parents doing what they do best – FIGHT! They fought best around Christmas and Thanksgiving. News Years was a total Black Out. My sane relatives took photographs of Vic and Rosemary fighting. Why not? They didn’t give a shit if they ruined our Christmas family gathering. My kin knew it was coming. What are they going to do – not invite Martha and George. Then there are really going to get it!

“All you have to say is, Vic…………and Rosemary!”

After the merciful divorce, our parents offered their four children, their version, that always began;

“I told your (mother or father) it was wrong to fight in front of the kids. We’re going to screw them all up, put them in therapy – for life!”

Our relatives said the same thing.

“You’re driving your children insane with your constant fighting!”

How true! This is why none of our kin wanted to see us children again. They knew we were fucked-up beyond repair. Who wants to get close, and involved with sick-in-the head children?

John Presco

Copyright 2020

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I am an artist, a writer, and a theologian.
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