..beyond unlucky. And yet I know I'm not alone in this. Neither of my parents should have had children. They both came from severely abusive backgrounds themselves & knew no better other than to replicate this. I am the first generation to break the mold & try to turn things around with bucket-loads of therapy. It is a miracle I'm alive. My childhood was characterised by beatings, starvation, humiliation & other things too big to be written here. I am a shell of the person I could have been in healthier circumstances. I don't have many people to share this with, hence writing here. Not really looking for anything, just speaking my truth.