My childhood was a disaster, and I often get looks of absolute horror when I tell the stories. I often feel like I can't really, truly and deeply relate to most people, because I don't have a background that many people can relate to. I do the best I can, but honestly, people who grew up like me often become serial killers and other weird ****. I never would, but I can understand feeling out of place just about everywhere. Imagine, if you will, if nothing was right, nothing was normal... would you know what to do? I sure as **** don't. I feel totally unprepared for the real world every single day. My world was a very scary place, and while I realize that those things are over now, I'm still left without a foundation on which to build a normal life for myself and my kid. My parents were junkies.... how am I supposed to know how to be a mom?? Don't get me wrong, I love my mother, and had I been in her shoes, I can't say I'd have done any better. Her parents were worse, lol.... but they were mine, too, in a way... I probably need (more) therapy... Hopefully someone's open on saturdays... anyway... no one forced you to read this, remember that.