The documentary is made by one of the three boys, 15 years of their lives you get to witness.
You can’t avoid to look at your own life. No escape.
There is so much grief, in everyone, and it is so hard to recover from it. It took me a lifetime… And grief is not just beating, or molestation, it is everything that lands as abuse, not letting you wear what you prefer to wear, not letting you eat what you prefer to eat, not helping you with your homework, belittling every effort you make, forcing you to visit with your father even though you don’t want to, complaining to your child about things that a child can’t handle, the way to abuse is so many, that there is probably not a child who wasn’t abused one way or another.
The Playground has a subtitle: It is never too late to have a happy childhood. Continue reading “I just watched the Oscar nominated documentary, Minding the Gap”