I heard some cockamamy stuff about how we are babies in heaven, and pick our parents. NO WAY! I was born in 1957 of an adulturous union between my 16 yo mother, and my married 26 year old father. She tried to “mold” me into perfection to make up for her mistake. When I was 19 months old she married a man 26 years her seniir, who she discoveredto be a pedophile BEFORE she married him. Fill in the blank. Fortunately, he died when I was 10. When I was 15 she finally married dear old pop. Then over the course of the next 7 years I got a little brother and sister. Bully for them. They are both bipolar, alcoholic, brother just came through a major cocaine addiction, sister is a cutter. Pop left in ’86. One thing in common: Her. Pop committed suicide 13 years ago. She drove him to financial ruin. I got a plan……….
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thats interesting that your sister was a cutter back then nowadays you really only think of it being a recent epidemic how did your family handle that?
I am more than 22 years older than my sister. She was in college inthe late 90s. She was away at school, they put her on the psyche ward for a few days. But she’s got the big scars, and bigget tattoo to hide them to prove it.
I used to cut as a teen, I’m thirty three now.. I think people just speak more openly about it now. But the pain was the same back then.
Thank you for that response i do realize pain has always been felt just as deeply as it is now. It’s just interesting for me as a girl who came of age in the 2000’s when it seemed self harm and suicide was something that ran out of control in my community especially among my friends it’s crazy for me to think about growing up in a different time and people dealing with the same shit.