I got this message from an old jr high friend I was chatting with and it hit me hard. 
Everyone knew. How could they not.
I wasn't allowed to do things other kids were doing. Sleepovers, parties. Gong skating, to the mall. Not me. Not ever.
It's true I had a wretched relationship with my mother. In 94 she wrote me a letter stating she no longer wanted a relationship with me.
I had always had a great relationship w my dad. They divorced when I was 6 mos old. In 97, he tried to date her again and I got a phone call saying he no longer wanted a relationship with me but would always love me. Both parents. Different times for different reasons. and we move forward...
