There is one reason you scream at me, put me down, tell me it didn't happen and then walk away. It worked. What can a child do but acquiesce. They can't move out. They can't ask for some third party intervention, and they can't fight back. Acquiesce.
And if that isn't sick enough, a pattern gets set. As an adult, much of my life, I have acquiesced. What is more fundamental than a son's need for his father's love and approval?
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