I still don't get it

I still don't get it.  My mother was a sadist.  No doubt about it.  A sadist that bragged, relived her brutal stabbings, scaldings, and perennial torture everyday.  But what did she get?  She did enjoy the terror reflected in our eyes.  Perhaps she loved to hear us scream.  But what did she get?

As a small child she busted her brother's skull open with an iron skillet , forced his little hand into the fire, pounded a puppy to death.  What did she get?  Why was the spilling of blood pleasurable to her?

Why shoot an old 84 year old feeble one legged man in the heart and frame him for suicide?  Why stalk your own children pretending to love them when you knew you hated them with a deep passion?

Why stalk and hunt me like a bird of prey?  All I ever did was try to love you.

All I can say is' "We we all understand it better, by and by."

PTL!