We just want you to be happy...but they never explained how...I remember always being baffled by other children. I would be at a birthday party and watch the other kids giggling and making faces, and I would try to do that too, but I wouldn't understand why.

I was raised feral, and I mostly stayed that way.

I was not a lovable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it'd be a scribble with fangs.

People say children from broken homes have it hard, but the children of charmed marriages have their own particular challenges.