My Parents Are Dead, But I Still Wish They'd Change

I am the product of estrangement. My childhood journey finds a heart-wrenching repetition in the present. Adult child estrangement is a lesson in the power of the human spirit. It is amazing how the willingness to survive can deliver us to a sense of purpose. This is a story about the search for personal truth. It is raw and honest. I openly discuss the debilitating circumstances that brought me to my knees. I share the grave moments when I lost myself because I allowed someone else to define me. It is a tale that finds me rising from the ashes with the discovery of how to proceed in kindness. I find meaning in everything, even if it’s as simple as a good cup of coffee.

Readers Say:

Intense, raw, insightful and thoughtful. - AL

A heart-rending story of abuse, neglect, and love along with the complexities that challenge our understanding of these relationships. - KF

A difficult journey with a reflective voice. Christine’s words and phrases are eloquent and worth sharing with anyone who has struggled through addiction, abuse, and rejection. – BF

Amazing dictation. The silence has been spoken. It has been put into words that needed to be expressed. Bigger than estrangement. Words of authority. The right of a parent. Revealing what she could no longer bear. – MS

Gripping. I ran the gamut of emotions as my empathetic soul was on overload. I picked it up to read, and couldn’t put it down until I was finished. – AK