My poor mother, raped by a family “friend” her father said it did not happen. My mother had to take care of six siblings before and during the great depression. No wonder she was a troubled woman. I was conceived in 1945 and delivered July 1946 mother went from the hospital to the barstool. Mother and I were both operating with the same D N A and the sparks were constantly firing, but she could not touch my spirit until my suicide attempts. My seventh decade passed before I could forgive her torment.