So I’ve been chewing on something for a few days now.  I’m not sure how to talk about it.  Here, I’ll just go.  I believe that my children should grow up to expect that no man will ever clear his throat at her and bark an order at her.  I don’t want that.  I don’t want that for my children.  There.  Right there.  That is my line in the sand.  That is why I divorced my biological family. Because I absolutely believe that to stand by and keep silent when someone is rude is about the biggest sin in my personal religion.  I cannot do that.  Not ever again.

I just had to say that.