Griffin, my brother, 11 months younger, was sometimes the victim of my father's fury - once Ryan famously knocked out his teeth.

Certain struggles never end.

My children forgave me at a time when I could barely forgive myself.

I have a temper, but I wouldn't call me abusive.

I've overcome neglect and deprivation, abandonment and abuse.

When someone was hitting me, or like sexually molesting me, it just seemed normal to continue to do that to myself.

I've purged myself of bitterness and anger and remained open to love.