tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3662433.post113995075513981709..comments2007-04-16T21:43:55.727-05:00Dianenoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3662433.post-1140456994702968482006-02-20T11:36:00.000-06:002006-02-20T11:36:00.000-06:002006-02-20T11:36:00.000-06:00

I have heard of situations like your parents' before. The woman gets smart and decides she isn't going to be dominated anymore. The man doesn't like it, but he doesn't want to lose his wife. Perhaps in some of these cases, the man realizes it's okay to change the partnership dynamics.

Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15089760595761770773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3662433.post-1140372446561852902006-02-19T12:07:00.000-06:002006-02-19T12:07:00.000-06:002006-02-19T12:07:00.000-06:00

Diane, that is a great post and I truly enjoyed reading it, sad as it is. My dad was abusive, too, but not nearly as bad as it sounds the other posters up here had it, or even a tad as bad as you. My mom provoked him, too. They are still married, but get this: NOW my mom is the dominant one. She has actually evolved, and learned how to communicate with all 8 of her kids much better than she ever

Helen Wheelshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17709287737262543974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3662433.post-1140048328084733272006-02-15T18:05:00.000-06:002006-02-15T18:05:00.000-06:002006-02-15T18:05:00.000-06:00

Yes, Bob. I see a lot of people who were terribly abused as children, and many of them made up their minds they would not repeat the pattern, and didn't. I think that is easier to do with physical abuse than with emotional abuse. Those who were emotionally abused often have no conscious understanding that they, too, are abusing their children.And of course, there are the gazillions who were

Dianehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15089760595761770773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3662433.post-1140043983580345382006-02-15T16:53:00.000-06:002006-02-15T16:53:00.000-06:002006-02-15T16:53:00.000-06:00

I agree that violence *can* beget violence, but it goes deeper than cause/effect. My father beat me with a razor strop nearly every week of my life from the time I was seven until I was fifteen. I hated him for it. That being said, I raised five children of my own and never laid a hand on a single one of them. I'm not saying this to be argumentative, but I think it's worthy of noting that the

broncobobnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3662433.post-1140004552060365982006-02-15T05:55:00.000-06:002006-02-15T05:55:00.000-06:002006-02-15T05:55:00.000-06:00

I, too, remember the good old days. Men could beat their wives and when and if the cops did show up, they just took the man down the road to cool off and turned him loose. A man could rape a child and because he was the father or step-dad, it was for the family to handle, which meant, it was swept under the carpet. For somereason, my mom picked abusive men, and while she didn't provoke the

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