So a little bit about myself. I grew up in a suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. I have one brother , a year younger than me. Our parents divorced when I was in kindergarten and my father left the state. I never saw him again during my childhood. We were raised by my mother whom never married again. She was a very angry woman with what I now know are scars of her own. Needless to say her anger manifested into an extreme amount of verbal, physical and emotional abuse which was to be the foundation for who I was becoming. I had few friends in school and found that I was most accepted by the kids who were making poor choices thus leading me to follow suit. I started smoking, drinking and doing drugs in junior high as a way to escape the pain and loneliness I was consumed with. I got into fights in middle school and definitely felt like I didn’t belong. My brother and I were not close growing up due to my deep resentment about how differently our mother treated us. She seemed to like him and greatly dislike me. That led me to become very distant from him. It was a pretty lonely childhood. I’m guessing there are many people who can relate. That was just the very beginning of my journey. I will continue to share as the days go on and time permits. I would love to just sit and write it all but life still calls, responsibilities await…..
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