I’ve just left behind a very difficult week dealing with family issues. It’s 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 living with something you didn’t know you had, then having to deal with finding out, dealing with new thoughts and having to live a brand new life. I’m also still trying to come to terms with the fact that for 46 years, my emotional needs to what I was dealing with physically 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. Had I have let it, the impact could have been far greater.