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My father was emotionally and verbally abusive. There was almost nothing we could do right. He loved us, but that wasn’t apparent. He provided for us, but that’s not all there is to parenting. We were all left scarred by his constant assaults. My parents separated when I was seven, after which we only saw

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I loved my mother. Until I had my son, there was no one I loved more. I wanted to marry her when I was a child, and strived to be like her as I grew. Little did I know, there was an unhealthy dynamic at play that I was oblivious to. An early memory is

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From my earliest memory it was always two against one. Not surprisingly, it was the eldest who typically choreographed the drama. Hard to believe, but we are all over sixty and yet this dynamic persists until today. Growing up, my siblings were my rocks. We moved enough that none of us had long-lasting friendships until

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It’s never been about me. Not in my relationships, nor my life, generally speaking. My therapist thinks I have long been surrounded by narcissists. I asked if I was included in that assessment. Fortunately not. I have always been something of a people pleaser. Being the youngest, I just assumed I went along with things

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