I’ve just left behind a very difficult week dealing with family issues. It is only when I have to deal with family issues that my thoughts go back to other negative issues.
Imagine for 46 years of your life having to live with something you didn’t know you had, then finding out, then having to deal with new thoughts and a new life with a disability you didn’t know you had. I’m also still trying to come to terms with the fact that for 46 years my emotional needs we’re never met.
I’m at a loss for words, but it’s only through sheer determination on my part not to dwell on my past that I’ve come through up to this point reasonably unscathed. Honestly, the impact could have been far greater.