One trait of addictive families is that we never recognize our own addictions.
I guess the only way I could describe myself is someone that lives right in the present.
A career is all very well, but no one lives by work alone.
I had grown up accustomed to living a life of high drama.
There is a time of reckoning in all our lives.
Instead of joyfully looking forward to my birth, my mother began systematically preparing for her own death. She was fatalistic.