My mother and two older sisters trained me to be
nothing about me was good.
They trained me to not speak up because I had nothing of value.
They trained me to believe I would never be successful because nothing I did was right.
They trained me to believe when mother rang her bell I had to drop what I was doing
and run to wait on her.
They trained me to believe obeying and waiting on mother was the number one house
rule because she was the only important person in the house.
They trained me to believe they would tell me no kind words or loving encouragement,
They trained me to believe they could not give what they did not have.
They trained me to seek the love and affection I craved behind their backs from any
source I encountered.
They trained me to not achieve anything because they would only nitpick and mock my
They trained me to resort to drugs and alcohol because they would never help me, no
matter what I was going through. I was worse than trash to them.