I just remembered the most unexpected, totally messed up thing. I was reading Elizabeth’s post and all of a sudden this memory (actually more like many memories) came flying through my brain. They hit me like a sledge hammer across my unsuspecting head. WHAM!
I have suppressed most of my memory from childhood so it always surprises me a little when something comes back. But this, THIS caught me totally off guard.
Every single childhood birthday from as far back as I can remember (until I just started getting drunk at around age 15) I would sneak off, climb into my closet and close the door, curl up into the fetal position……
and cry for my mother.
I would cry “Why, why why?”