“I can’t remember the words she spoke when they finally opened the garage door and yanked me inside, but I was petrified. It wasn’t sound Mom’s screams or the jolt of her grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me like a rag doll that plagues my memory, but the look of her eyes- wide, wild, and unrecognizable.” MomAbuse SurvivorsChildhood TraumaMother S DayAbuse RecoveryMaggie Young QuotesMaggie YoungFeminist AuthorFeminist WriterMother Burning Author:Maggie Young