I really had and still have loving parents, please dont get me wrong there. I left my home town in the '80s, - only time I ever saw my mother cry. I knew I would not be coming back. I'm now 5000 kms away from where I grew up. While my parents provided me with nice toys and things, they never hugged me, or gave me that "pat on the back". When it came to school, there was no help, help was refused to me, yet my sister and younger brother got help. The fatigue I had after the illness was intense, and something that drove my parents NUTS. I was always tired after school and if I was not in bed by 9 pm at the latest, disaster the next day. yet, no one not even doctors ever questioned me about the fatigue, I thought it was 'normal"
Met my wife in new place, love at first sight!, yes it was. yet it would be another 3 years before we married, been 20 years now. Yes, something to be proud of, yet this past year, I just do not feel the love for her or my 2 boys. In some ways, I wish none of them were in my life right now, not meant to be disrespectful or mean spirited, I can not return the love to them. ,,,, however, if it were not for my wife, and boys, I would possibly not be alive right now either, depends,,, perhaps without them lifes events would be different, but yet by now, if I had not married, I would be lonely.
What I have found out over this past year terrifies me. All those years back when I was sick, I always suspected that it was not the flu the doc told us it was. Too many strange things were happening. Seizures in the hospital, dizzy, having to hang of for "dear life" to prevent from falling over and one time I almost did, - thank God the nurse was literally standing beside me! When I entered the boys private school, I had vowed to do my very best. Mentally I was putting in 110%, yet what came out was more like 40 - 55%. I was devastated, did not understand what was happening and my father refused to step in and help. The next year same school depression hit me like a ton of bricks, yet I did not know what it was.
It is these problems and unanswered questions that still haunt me today. "Who am I?" ......