the "help" saved this life and probably my fathers
Reviewer Justine Bates
July 09, 2012
my father created and so wanted to believe that his daughter were safe and his wife although ( words like crazy were unheard of then)was not only intermittently psychotic, intensely projecting her hatred on me, and a true sociopath w/ histrionic and borderline issues. My father worked very hard to provide all that she felt she was entitled . My two extremely obese sister bullied me all thru the day, when our wonderful help, a black woman standard in the south, was not looking. This was encouraged by my mother's acceptance, but it was serious business that they not allow my father to witness this abuse. My mother also physically and sexually and emotionally abused me, and intentionally abandoned me on several occasions, the last time ending with my father finding me. He loved me, he refused to believe the evil that existing in my mother toward me, and my obese sisters had no reason not to please her with their torture of me as a baby. My father a wonderful man and my "nanny" (embarrassed to used that term now) with out thier love i'm sure i would have developed severe developmental problems, as no one held me but my father and the "help". I loved that "nannie" more than anyone could ever love a mother. My father simply couldn't believe that the rest of his family was so sadistic and cruel and basically out to get rid of me. Perhaps in a milder form natural with siblings this is normal, but insert a completely psychotic, selfish and deranged mother.but with a thank the lord nannie who stayed until I was 5, and genuinely loved me and a kind but exhausted father who loved me (which only inflamed to acts of hatred toward me later) but he never wanted to admit that she would do such unthinkable acts of cruelty to me. She has a delightful outward persona, and many people wondered why I so willfully upset her. Her evil barrel, was her family.