My story

I feel the need to share it.

My name is Alyson Hillary Chadwick but I was born Alison Lindert Gill. I was born in San Franciso to two people who never should have had children. I am indulging myself tonight in watching Field of Dreams for the hundredth time. I have written about this before but you can skip this if it bores you.

I worshipped my dad growing up. He returned my love by trying to kill me all the time. Yet, part of me still loves him.

This is my story. My parents started their divorce when I was three. It was completed when I was 11. My mother moved to Iceland and I got to visit her twice. I was daddy’s little girl though so when she left, I was sad but I was with my dad.

He started hitting me when I was about five. He was tickling me and he hurt me. He wasn’t upset but curious.

The first time I went to Iceland, I was five. My mom asked if I wanted to go and I don’t care what you say but my thought was I really want to go on that field trip but this would be a good opportunity to see something new. I was more of an adult then than I am now.

So the next way we went and had a summer of adventures. Then my dad called my mom and said I needed to back for school and my answer was, he’s probably right. For decades that was the worst decision of my life. I was on the plane and thought I don’t want to this. But as the adult I was, it was a decision I had made and needed to stick with it. I cannot stress this enough but it made me cry for years.