A story from a bloke I met in a #shednight For many years I guess I took my wife for granted. This probably goes back to how I saw my father relate, or rather not relate, to my mother. There were issues in my childhood home that I just couldn’t seem to overcome. My childhood was a dark place of physical and sexual abuse, violence and despair. I even thought of ending it. Many times I prayed to a God I didn’t know for it to end.