Another thread about young girls' relationships reminded me of a painful recurring image: My best friend had moved, so I tried playing with my neighbors who were a year younger than me. Three neighbors were friends. I was with two of them. Here's what I remember: They were writing a letter to the third friend. And they asked me to sign it with them. I may or may not have known the contents. I was about eight years old.

Then we were at my favorite event at school and the two girls came up to me and said the third girl's father had just yelled at them. I begged my mom to leave and she finally gave in, even tho I couldn't tell her why.

From then on, every time we drove past the neighbor's house, I got a stomach ache. I have a vivid image of my dad driving and me looking out the back window and the neighbor-dad giving me an angry stare. And that issue was never resolved.

Do you have anything like that?