Dear Gaia:

I agree: your suffering doesn’t make sense. My suffering at your age and before your age… and after didn’t make sense either in that there was no purpose to it. It wasn’t right or just. It shouldn’t have been. It didn’t make my life better, didn’t teach me anything.

I too felt like an alien. I thought everyone else was normal and I was abnormal, a weird thing, something wrong, strange.

I didn’t know what I was, other than that I was something bizarre and unacceptable. I tried to be somebody else and I escaped best I could into day dreaming and make believe, but I was stuck being what I believed was an undesirable thing, that thing looking back at me in the mirror.

Will you tell me more about your home life, your experience at home, with your parent/s?

anita