It Can’t Possibly Be True, Can it?

I read a book the other week that I couldn’t put down, even as I could barely see through the tears that were flooding my eyes. The book is Ugly. The true story of a loveless childhood, by Constance Briscoe. My tears flowed in sympathy for the author but honestly mostly for me, because within the pages of her life story were snippets, no, pages, of my own childhood.

This memoir is incredible and oh so true.

Mother’s can be truly cruel.

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