I’ve been “mentally ill” for my entire life. I was raised in an abusive environment and developed maladaptive survival skills from the day I was born.
I felt separate from my peers immediately once we were introduced. I felt broken and irreparable all through elementary school.
By middle school, I was convinced I was something else, made of something different than all the people around me. Anytime I made an attempt to express this separate-ness, this broken-ness, I was met with confusion, prayers and platitudes.Read more on themighty.com