Its funny, somehow voicing a cheerful hello seems out of place here—but I am truly excited to connect with others who grew up with a parent with sz. I am excited because I am 30 and I have never talked about this with anyone before— and I finally feel strong enough to stop pretending everything is okay and explore the trauma of my childhood…and allow myself to grieve the loss…and hopefully find the humor in it as well…like that time I woke up and my mom had dyed literally every fabric in the house purple!
I want to hear your stories, and share your pain, and I want to talk about what it means for the rest of our lives— and is it okay to have kids? And do you worry if it will happen to you? Etc etc— I wanna know it all!!
So this is a net being cast out to the universe, hoping to reel in some fish from the same hard knock school of life that I attended.