A Thousand Pieces

Posted: September 30, 2015 in Uncategorized

James C. Stephens

Tuesday, April 20, 1971

At our home tonight we had a terrible argument. My parents have absolutely no trust in each other. My Dad looks at sex as an ultimate goal in life. Unfortunately, he doesn’t realize that trust is very important in a life to life relationship in any aspect. I wasn’t going to write tonight but I am glad I did…My Dad really hit me tonight. Wow. I got so mad I took a dish and literally busted it into a thousand pieces. It was a mess, but it felt good. Sometimes, I just must release my frustrations. My parents ask for some solution, but really are not willing to try or seek such a solution. Talk, but no implementation. San Francisco was cancelled…12:45 AM.



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