Interesting thread. I think being a preemie also contributed to a lot of my problems. I was born 5.5 weeks early and weighed only 5 pounds. (This was in the late 1950's) Mom went home and I stayed in an incubator for about a week, maybe more. Complicating things, there was a lot of bleeding at my birth and both mom and I were given last rites. Surprisingly, we both survived. But, mom never bonded with me after that. Some of it was her strong desire to have her kids take care of her - starting as soon as possible. And, she believed that the cost of having children denied her of the things she really wanted in life, so she was unhappy all the time.

Rainbow 8 - I hope your breakthrough is long-lasting and that you are (and will) continue feeling good!