I don’t think it was anything from my childhood that made me feel like a bad person. My family has always been very loving and I am very lucky for that. I’m not sure if it’s anyone else’s fault except for my own that I feel like I’m not a good person. When I was 11 I started to have intrusive thoughts, and I think that’s when I started to believe I was bad.
Though I run this site, it is not mine. It's ours. It's not about me. It's about us. Your stories and your wisdom are just as meaningful as mine. 