I am an injured man because they did things to my mind and to my soul. I can't make it through the day without some kind of medication to keep me going. Its getting worse with age not better.
First they warped my life plan. 1975 doomsaying, peer pressure to not be worldly, kept me from pursuing my deepest goals and dreams for my life. True I can patch together something that may resemble my dream now that my life is more than half over, but I will never achieve what I might have achieved. This sense of loss eats the fiber of my mind away.
Second, they forced my family and friends to abandon me. I form very strong ties to people and I've left so many people behind that my heart is ripped to shreds.
I can try to recover some by making new friends, but I'll never replace the places in my heart that have been ripped away.
Joel