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She failed, not you.

Connection is the opposite of the hell that we can fall into. By reaching out, you sent a lifeline to yourself. Honestly, keep following your instincts.

I am so sorry for the delay. I am right there with you in this feeling. I hope that one day, medicine catches up to this phenomenon. Like you, I've never been so tired. Are our brains and hearts busy healing themselves? You look at how you care for your daughters, and how you think about them...

Secretly, these holidays make me feel like Scrooge. Mother's Day, Father's Day, both pass by me with restrained rage. Growing up, rhere was no safe space, so I only learned to hide. I don't know who I am, and thus nobody knows me. Family connection of any sort feels alien, almost like a lie...

You are not pathetic. I had to force myself to stop sending my mother gifts.

This is incredible. I have absolutely been there, right where you are. It made me feel out of control, as a result of a lot of this: It was as if every layer was another level of a haunted house. How scary can this get? Where is there do go from here? The step of recognizing my mother's abuse...

Thank you, Lola, for your solidarity. I'm glad to be finally reaching out in this way. Yes the snowglobe fascinates me as well. Living outside of it makes me want to climb back inside. I love the snow.

Thank you for all of this info! I look forward to getting to know folks and taking advantage of these myriad features.

Hi there, Brand new to the forum. My snowglobe world was shattered last July when, on a long car ride back from St. Louis returning from a world of family f**kery, I listened to The Body Keeps the Score by Dr. Bessel Van der Kolk. It was then, after over two decades of nonstop abuse, neglect...