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Discussion
I guess to put it simply, it’s resilience. That ability to skate through daily life without what society would lead anyone to believe as the essentials for a growing and impressionable small human to positively develop and thrive. In other words, “not fucked up.”
A good 95% of the people I’ve gotten to know over the years with one or a full set of parents, share stories about them that I can never relate. I don’t have such stories to tell. I only listen and wonder if I was lucky for those whose parents were terrible to them or unfortunate that I didn’t feel that familial warmth.
I had parents, but I’m an only child and feel a sense of loneliness that friends with siblings don’t.
Now both my parents are gone (mum died and my father has Alzheimer’s) I don’t have anybody to share my childhood memories with.
I suspect this is a much smaller degree of what you feel.
I can only imagine how much more intense this feeling is for you.
It seems we are opposite there. I have an older brother and we are each other’s anchors.
As they say that the grass is always greener but we’ve both come to terms with what we never had a long time ago.
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