My thought process around suicide more than thirty years ago has stayed with me. Not in the sense that I think it is a good idea or that I am planning on suicide (I am not). It is the pain that I was feeling that is still with me today.
To All My Moms Starting with the First
Growing up I tried to make my mom happy. She was so unhappy all of the time. And nothing that I did helped. In fact I made it worse most of the time. It would be years before I realized the level of her victimhood.