Adult Child to Childish Adult

There’s love and adoration, mashed up with experiences of neglect and sex abuse. There are some real, genuine funny laughs during those innocent mis-behaviours as a child, paralleled with a silent, gut wrenching and confusing existence during my vital early years, then, into the later years, onto the freedom, away from the actual sex abuse, yet unavoidably, carrying memories threaded with anguish, at the mental sabotage of that past, then my approach to the judicial system.