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I think childhood abuse takes you one way or the other. It normalised violence to me in the way I dealt with the outside world, but it made me more careful as a parent. I don't even raise my voice to my kids but it is statistically true that the abused are often the next generation of abusers. That being said my father came out of nowhere, his parents were the warmest, nicest, most nurturing people, so there is an element of later environment somewhere that must affect people and in my particular case my mother orchestrated what happened to me, he was the ideal husband and father to the rest of the family.
This girl when she is released, I'm mulling over in my mind, if she takes advantage of her time in prison, gets some more qualifications etc, gets a good job on her release, meets someone decent one day. Can she be an effective mother ever? Will her experience with this poor little boy actually make her next child more precious to her, or will this pervading feeling that her child was clearly expendable to her continue. This is swimming round my head at the moment and I'm wondering if any sort of rehabilitation is possible for her because she's almost bound at some point in her life to have another child and my desire to protect her future children form what I percieve her to be is clashing horribly with my normal theory that given the right circumstances anyone can change for the better. The whole thing is just so horrible.