My family was a good family. I loved them all very much.
Yes, I spent my childhood in absolute denial of my emotional needs.
Yes, I was a depressed, lonely, suicidal teenager.
Yes, there is hardly a memory in my life that is not tainted by some bitterness and anger.
Yes, I have often felt out of control, as though some stranger had possessed meand I was only a passive observer.
Yes, I always felt like a failure, no matter what I achieved.
Yes, I used to get blinding headaches and sore throats and stomach aches which had nothing to do with any virus.
Yes, I would occassionally go for hours, even days, when I was not aware of my own existence.
But that was just me -
MY WEAKNESS-
MY PAIN.
My family was a good family. I loved them all very much.