Broken Daughters

Picking up the shattered glass of fundamentalism

Be thankful to God.

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Be thankful that your parents disciplined you. That shows their love for you.

Be thankful that they didn’t allow contact to the real world. They protected you from the Evil One.

Be thankful that your parents give you the chance to learn homemaking skills. You don’t need a high school diploma to be a mother.

Be thankful that your parents didn’t permit contact to guys. They saved your heart from being broken and your body from being used.

Be thankful that your parents forced you to look happy and content whenever in public. Outward happiness produces inner happiness.

Be thankful that you do not know emotional love towards a guy. Love is something you do, afterall, not something you feel.

Be thankful that your parents put a dresscode upon you, one that made you look like an alien. You would get used to all the strange looks.

Be thankful that your mother never talked about your bodily functions. It’s good to be ashamed of it, otherwise you might go out and embaress yourself by talking about it.

Be thankful that your parents destroyed something that you thought was love. It wasn’t. I know, because I’m not you and I’m your authority.

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