I'm not as angry and bitter as I used to be, but it comes in cycles. It's like having been kidnapped and trying to explain where your life went before you got out. Why I'm just starting to create a "real" life at age 38, why I was married to such an incredible mismatch to me, why I have massive gaps in my knowledge about all kinds of normal things. Foolish, humiliated, sad, resentful, angry.
It feels like life is so much harder than it had to be. Its definitely better on the outside, but still, it just feels like I've lost so much that I can never get back, and I'm still trying to reconcile myself to that.
brunn