Violence is always a problem. Always.
This book was required summer reading a few summers ago and I kept seeing it check out at the library so I thought I would give it a chance. I like the journal quality to it, but only because it was interspersed with another first person narrative that had a more broad scope. It was also a way to distinguish the past from the present.
The sad thing is, this type of situation is way too common with people. On both sides, both the abuser and the abused and we give the abuser hell for doing what they do, but most of the time, they don't even know how bad it really is because that was the way they were brought up and is, therefore, all they know. So, they glide over the facts with an heir of it not being that bad because it is something that they have been through themselves.
And the victims... well, the victims... I honestly don't know what I could say about them without offending someone (or anyone). There are things that can be prevented and there are things that cannot. Each person has a different threshold for abuse and sadly, sometimes it is just too high and it never ends well. For anyone.
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