Puerto Rican Family

The members of my family of origin are Puerto Rican. My parents were born in Puerto Rico but their great grandparent’s family of origin were Spaniards, Africans, and the Taino Indians. My family is Christian, Seventh Day Adventist, except my father. He became a Christian 1990. My father was the one who work and my mother was a housewife. She was the one who took care of us and took care of my paternal grandmother. Both of my parents dropped out of school at the age between 10 or 12. My father did not like school. The way that he dropped out, his father put him to work in the field of coffee and at the farm. He was a hard working man. My mother drop out of school to take care of her siblings while her parents worked. I have a large family,

All my brothers are hard working man but some of them does not have an education. My father was strict with all of us. . He was insecure, low self-esteem and negatively. His mother was the one to punish him and hit him. I believe that’s why he feels that no one loves him. He did not receive love from his mother. Looking back, he never shows us love. We knew that he loves us, he gave us everything that we need it. And, when we 're sick he always took care of us with home remedies. Every weekend he got drunk and be abusive with my mother, where she tolerate his abuse. That’s the reason that my oldest brothers when they turned eighteen they move to New York. They couldn’t tolerate my mother going through the abuse. But, the rest of my brothers, sisters and myself

But, when my father finds out that we 're leaving for New York, he decided to come with us. He tried to do the same here with my mother, but my brothers did not let him, they confronted him. That’s when everything started changing with him. It was too late for us, the damage was already done. I hold anger, I was afraid to communicate with others, low self-esteem, and I couldn’t concentrate in school. My grades were not that great. Just seeing the abuse that my mother went through, it was hard for me to cope. I graduated from High School, went to W. B. I. received my 2 year degree, right after graduation, I got married. It did not last too long, this is where I experienced the four Horsemen of The Apocalypse. Then, I met the father of my children where I followed my mother’s steps. I was looking for love, something that I missed growing up. I was totally in love. Not knowing that I was going to live through the same thing that my mother did. Everything, change when I had my son. To him, he owned me. I had to do whatever he said. I lived in fear, I was afraid of him, and I was scared to leave him. I, tolerated 12 years because I wanted to raise my children with their father. I followed my mother 's