Justice 4 Victims Everywhere

We grew up in foster care we were taken away in 1986 and put into separate foster homes, group homes or orphanages split up into three different counties. But before I get into that I’m going to tell you that life with our mother was not all great. I think now she may have been struggling with mental health issues from her own up bringing and although she had told me some things about her childhood I don’t know everything. But I do know that her dad had an unhealthy sexual relationship with my mom. My mother was his only child. He suffered from PTSD from ww2 and Vietnam wars. He was a drunk to deal with his suffering and he was constantly putting my mom, her mom and himself in danger on a regular basis. He had ammunition and guns all through their home cause he was a marine and had access to different weapons. I think my mother lived in fear all of her life and that makes me sad to think about because I love her so much. But it also did not sound like her mother did much to keep her safe, I don’t recall my mother ever expressing that to me at all. Her mother was also an alcoholic right along with my moms dad. My mom’s parents were volatile towards one another and my mom’s mom died in Jan. 1979 from natural causes and her dad died in Dec. 1985 from cancer. Now I never knew my mom’s parents at all. I only ever knew my dad’s parents and family. My dad’s parents were married for over 50 years. My grandfather died on Feb.23 2001 and my grandmother died of cancer Feb 24 2009. I do miss them. My grandfather and grandmother suffered physical abuse at the hands of their parents and in my grandfather’s case his stepfather. He was kicked, punched and beat with belts and other instruments as a child. He was an Army Vet in the first or second world war. He retired shortly after that. My dad’s father abused his children also. But they did not abuse their grandkids. I always felt safe with my grandparents and my dad.