Not really. It’s just my parents had a hard time when I was born (russian 90s + medical issues) and I lacked contact with them working long irregular shifts. When I was failing in something or just sad, it was easier to imagine I’m of alien origin and don’t belong there, than to talk this out with them. It’s probably not on them, and far from the worst stories other lemmings can tell, but it did hurt.
It’s great we don’t depend on them anymore but it sure raise a question of how to be better than them, to tell when a kid is in trouble and to know how to help them even if it’s hard.
I thought I was adopted before I’ve heard or understood the concept of it.
Were you really?
Not really. It’s just my parents had a hard time when I was born (russian 90s + medical issues) and I lacked contact with them working long irregular shifts. When I was failing in something or just sad, it was easier to imagine I’m of alien origin and don’t belong there, than to talk this out with them. It’s probably not on them, and far from the worst stories other lemmings can tell, but it did hurt.
That’s incredibly sad. Kind of reminds me of my dad. My mom was better, but depending on the context she could be just as bad.
It’s great we don’t depend on them anymore but it sure raise a question of how to be better than them, to tell when a kid is in trouble and to know how to help them even if it’s hard.