I wonder how identity ties into this. I seem to have an identity as someone who escaped childhood unscathed, but I don't think that's actually true. Much of my identity seems to be made of similar polite lies, to make me look better. Then I judge myself for not being my identity!https://twitter.com/QiaochuYuan/status/1120834086052827136 …
Yeah, I definitely used to have that and I've been making my peace with the fact that it's not true :/ Parents definitely fucked with my sense of worth in a deep way. But blaming them for it doesn't accomplish much either. Rabbit hole!
