Generational abuse

My mother was abused in Ireland’s industrial school system. You can access Ireland’s Ryan Report here by clicking on these hyperlinked words Ryan Report. My mother is now deceased and she took to her grave the reality that she was likely placed in an industrial school as an Irish child. In the 1930’s when mom was born. They were taking the children from impoverished homes. My mother’s father, my grandfather died when mom was four years old. This left my grandmother with five children to raise alone on a widows pension which was not much. Mom was the subject of very Cruel abuse. A “cruelty man” likely took mom and her siblings and placed them in industrial schools when they were young. The public school system in Ireland was also terrible. I recall verbal abuse from my mother who spanked me black and blue from my earliest memory when I was in diapers. I recall being spanked as a toddler. I had a terrible temper and would throw temper tantrums. As I grew my mother would call me names like “clibby” – “spindly legs” – “useless and good for nothing”. – My mother would rage at me and tell me to “get out of my sight I cannot stand the sight of you.” I can write about this now that I am over fifty years of age. It is okay I don’t get upset like I used to. Growing up in my parents’house was very traumatic. It was only in later years after having a child of my own did I begin to understand what my mother went through. She continued the cycle of abuse a cycle that was caused by systemic abuse in Ireland. I have siblings and I choose not to argue over whether or not mom was in an industrial school. Mom never mentioned being in one but she would warn us about the dangers of getting pregnant out of wedlock. Where that would lead you according to her was to a mother baby home where they would put you to work. I recall my mother’s warnings. I also recall her sweet songs in the early mornings when she sang the song I’m nobody’s child and How great thou art…I recall sitting quietly in the kitchen while she sang. She had a lovely singing voice. My mom showed us a lot of love by cooking us great meals. Cooking was one of her love languages. When she gave me a bath once a week she had a list of things that I had done wrong. She would go on a rant and list the things I did wrong one I recall was smashing a glass milk bottle. She had a resentment about that and beat me over and over for the same things. It was madness and my siblings and I lived with her madness for years. Dad drank a lot and would come home drunk and was not emotionally available for my whole life. My parent’s marriage was not a good model it was a terrible marriage. Dad verbally abused mom when he was drunk and as the years passed he beat my brothers with his walking stick. He was not a good person. They stayed together for the children and they had eight of us. Sad to say the fruit of the systemic abuse that produced crops of narcissistic abusive types like my parents is that it feeds the argument for birth control and abortion. My latest songs called Widow’s Mite and Orphaned Land is about what happened in Ireland. What was done to the children of Ireland and to many children around the world was terrible and all involved should be tried posthumously for war crimes. It was a hidden war against the family and child. I can forgive my parents for their wrongs I will never forgive the ones responsible for building these industrial schools so that industrial scale child abuse could go on in a systemic way. I will never forgive them and as time passes and my childhood memories fade. I will never forget that Ireland was betrayed and sold down a river of the blood of holy innocent children. Abortion was recently voted into Ireland. Abortion is the fruit of the systemic abuse that took place. For this Ireland will be destroyed. Ireland will be flooded and removed from the face of the earth on or around the year 2026 on some calendar. I am grateful that God is slow to anger. Mark my words Ireland will be the first nation to be removed from the face of the earth. When you abort children and birth control them out of existence there is nothing left but more death. Now more must die which means the end of the end. I do not predict the end of the world but I do know that Ireland will be told on no uncertain terms by it’s creator to begone and be no more. You do not betray holy innocence in the name of God and expect to get away with it…Thank you for reading this blog post and as the climate around the globe continues to shift. There will be more anomalies and massive flooding and landslides as mountains will literally fall into the sea. Ireland will be the first mountain to go back into the sea. My song titled Silk is about how now more must die due to the worldwide onslaught of abortion and birth control…My mother and I could not have a civil conversation for years. Because I will always love my poor mother. I used to call and talk to her about the weather. That was all we could talk about was the weather. I accepted this. Over the years I used to yell at mom and tell her off for being so awful. I would wait a month or two then call and apologize for yelling at her. She always forgave me. As the years passed when I returned to America from Ireland with my son. I sent my mother flowers and chocolates on her birthday or on mother’s day. I told mom that I would not be able to make her funeral. That I preferred to celebrate her in life and that I hoped she’d live a long life which was a desire mom manifested. She did live to a ripe old age of 89. May she rest in peace. I made peace with both my parents before they passed away. That is a great gift and I am grateful I accomplished that. I was able to say goodbye to mom over the phone before she passed. She passed away peacefully thanks be to God. She suffered enough and when it was her time to go I have no doubt heaven is her reward. She prayed the rosary every day without fail. I must say the Roman Catholic Church betrayed my mother and stole her childhood. Yet she remained steadfast and prayed her rosary day in day out. If my mother is not in heaven I will join the war against God after all it was not my mother’s fault she was the way she was. I say that with a grain of salt since I do love my creator whom I call God. It is awful how the church and state let down the children of Ireland not just Ireland around the world. There were mother baby homes in America and Canada and other parts of the world. The Republic of Kanata gives an account of similar crimes done by church and state in Canada. If you click on the hyperlinked words you will hear what took place in Canada. All I know is I am grateful I could be reconciled with my mother before she passed away. I was also reconciled with my father before he passed away. Those reconciliations are great blessings.