I'd have to forgive her first and I'm not ready to do that. Every day of my life, she's made it clear that whatever I'm doing, it's not good enough. Whatever I want to do is wrong and whatever I believe is wrong, as far as she's concerned. I can't pretend like it's never happened.
When I was 15 I went to work for my Cousin in the Body Shop I own today. For the first 3 years I thought my name was "You stupid M***er F***er". It took me a few years to realize that he was shaping me for the challenges that lay ahead for me. He was a hard ass like nobody I have ever worked for and I thank God often that I was fortunate enough to work for him back then.
Those hard ass Drill Instructors in the Military have shaped some of our greatest leaders with their tough love, and this subject reminds me of the old saying.... "Success is never found on the path of least resistance"