Last night was interesting. I was in therapy, yes, therapy and I just lost it. What triggered it was a simple statement from somebody chairing a meeting the other day. He said he grew up in a normal home with loving parents and was given everything that he needed as a child and teenager. Geez. I can’t relate to that at all. I can’t put my finger on it, I can’t wrap my mind around that, I can’t understand what that could possibly mean. I don’t have any relevance to that kind of life at all. None, nada, dope. I had the childhood of a wolf living in the back of the cave. It’s not like missing Chem 1A and going oops, I have to retake that class to get credit, no, it’s missing a whole lifetime of youth. Right, you only live once, you’re only young once, you don’t get that back. I don’t want my youth back, hell no, but his statement really bugged me and I’m trying to figure out why. One thing is my knee jerk reaction...