Melbourne

Both my parents were the prison wardens of my life; without hijacking your post I'll just say I grew up in a very uncharacteristic way for someone born early 70s. All those memes where they say they rode bikes all day with their friends and had to come home before the street lights came on and mucked about building cubbies etc., I cannot at all relate to. It's hard when you can be long out of an abusive situation and it still just randomly pops up for no reason, like you're out of it but never really free. It took a shamefully long time into my adulthood to realise that I am an adult, and have to employ my own initiative in life. I'm glad you're out of that situation, and I hope the random "pop up" trauma doesn't trouble you too much 🙏🏼