I want them to know what they have done to me, but of course I cannot, because parents are always right. In my culture, even if the parents were wrong, the child would be blamed and ostracized from society and extended family for not being obedient and respectful and grateful to his/her parents. So, I keep my mouth shut and keep my pain inside me, while pretending I'm OK. It's a scar in my soul I carry wherever I go.