i get so wound up in pushing both you and myself to be better, and end up feeling like neither of us is doing enough, i forget where you came from.
The only time i ever see evidence of it creep up is your attachment to my family that they don't really understand, and your need for their acceptance. i thought it was really odd at first, and then i realized where it was stemming from, especially with my dad.
& im sorry i shared you story with J without your permission, but i want you to know he was blown away just as much i was.
you have come so far and i am so proud of you. I am sorry for everything that happened to you as a child, and that you grew up in the circumstances you did. you hide it so well that i completely forget about it. i never want you to feel unwanted or unloved again.