I know “being envious of a drug addiction” sounds like a peculiar comment to make, but if I’m honest, it is a truth I have kept hidden for years.
My sister and I both had a traumatic childhood. It was filled with abandonment, emotional, mental, and physical abuse. The agony of wondering why we were never good enough to be loved by our parents, coupled with never being able to gain approval from our grandmother who took us in, resulted in soul-deep wounds.
The scars you don’t see, yet they are always decaying, changing the way you feel emotions, process stress, or act in certain circumstances.Read more on everydaypower.com