I do think this. In my case at last, my parents had a lot of personal, financial, and mental health struggles when I was born and most of the time while I was growing up. They couldn't give me the care I needed, especially someone as sensitive as me. We have a great relationship now and I don't in any way blame them, but it still left an aching void inside me.

It's only very recently that I've finally come to a place of faith. I had longed for it since my childhood, but was just not ready to accept it. My soul became so hard that it had to crack apart before it was able to absorb the warmth and light of God's love. He gave me so many signs during my most painful years but I could not see them. His infinite capacity for love and forgiveness is so humbling and uplifting.