I think I'm starting to feel a bit better now.

At first I thought I was upset because I was excluded, but then talking about it with you guys I think it goes deeper than that. It triggered something in me.

I think this goes way way back to my childhood. I remember being really upset when my parents opened this box with my sister and I wasn't there to see it. It was just a box for this clothes rack, but I was soooo upset.

I asked to see the box, but they threw it away. I remember I spent many many nights crying to sleep because I didn't get to open the box with my Mom and sister. To this day, I still remember the bad horrible feelings.