To always been told that you are awesome but to have another part start hosting and destroy that opportunity.

We were a musician, builder, chemist, classical flautist, Christian exorcist, accountant, hypnotist, ninja, web designer, remodeler, lover, drug dealer, budding porn star,...

been on stage a few times...

But...talents turned off and doors closed as the next host took over dictating life.

Absolutely no life focus or achievement....just making it. Living one dazed event to another. Death be not proud...I’m too easy.

[Amyjay]

I can very much relate to this. The affects of lifelong trauma have devastated any potential we may have had.
On the plus side, I credit our innate intelligence and resilience with enabling us to do the best we could with the lot thrown at us.
But yes... so much potential, and so much of normal life too, has been lost.

I’m grateful that at least we are able to make a weekly paycheck. That’s a talent that also shines and helps other people in immediate need...but the rest of us got screwed. Ces’t la vie.

Originally Posted by AlwaysChanging2

To always been told that you are awesome but to have another part start hosting and destroy that opportunity.

We were a musician, builder, chemist, classical flautist, Christian exorcist, accountant, hypnotist, ninja, web designer, remodeler, lover, drug dealer, budding porn star,...

been on stage a few times...

But...talents turned off and doors closed as the next host took over dictating life.

Absolutely no life focus or achievement....just making it. Living one dazed event to another. Death be not proud...I’m too easy.

right

with us (if we actually did stuff with our lives, and not just sit on the sidelines)

we'd be

a therapist, a night club owner, a broadway star in america, a computer technitian, a theme park operator, a receptionist in a hotel, a psychkic reader, a quiz show host, an airline stewardess, a dolphin trainer, and what ever the others fancy (some of them I think arn't fussed, or too young to understand the concept)

... frustrating

[Michael W. Harris]

In reflection on my life, I was always damaged. Always barely hanging on to my sanity. I was always a screw-up.

My main mistakes came from being so lonely that I could not stand it. I got no companionship from the idiot family members who traumatized me. I tried to have friends but always ended up with people who disrespected me, helped me self-destruct with substance abuse, or who were generally not going to help me be successful. All my bad behavior: substance abuse, going to bars and strip clubs, or any other bad behavior was all based on trying to fill that loneliness hollow in my gut.

I never had an older person take an interest in me! Neither of my parents paid any attention to my brother's abuse of me. Neither communicated with me in a sane way. It was not until I got married in 1987 and got to socialize with my wife's father, that I had contact with a mature successful male. My father-in-law was the only role model that I ever had. (My Dad who was a successful medical doctor could have been a role model for me. If my parents had stopped my brother's abuse of me so that I could think! Maybe then I would have been able to study my Dad. But even Dad caused me emotional pain. He was the nagging type of father.)

It is completely abnormal for a human not to have relationships with adults throughout the whole of life. I guess my Father thought that the schools or the TV would teach me about life. I never developed at all. I was always a nerd!