Lessons of Childhood

I grew up taking care of my mother's narcissistic and broken emotional life. It was a bottomless toxic snake pit. I may not have realized fully at the time but it is clear to me now. Our mother's mood swings and drug abuse (Narcotic diet pills SPEED and Valium) were hidden under a veneer of suburban living. She wore a mask. The first lesson was I never want to live like this. The second was run for your life. The third was this is not love.