Today I had to drive by several homes of dubs I knew most of my life and it kicked off a longing I have for my siblings and the faux-friends I grew up with. Not necessarily the people in and of themselves, but people who knew me way back when. Being raised in the borg the only "friends" I had were indoctrinated. I really had no friends in school. I miss having people to walk down memory lane with, I miss sharing childhood tales of mischief with the sibs, being able to talk about my deceased mom with people who knew her. I have certainly moved on with my life and I have cobbled together a family and genuine friends, but I really can't reminesce with any of them. Just feeling the ache and loss tonight and this is one place where I know the vast majority can relate with empathy as well as sympathy.
I keep hope alive that maybe my siblings and nieces will snap out of the cult trance one day, but I temper that with the reality that they are followers rather than leaders.