I had an attachment disorder.

Strangers were a fairytale full of
possibilities not yet corrupted by reality while caregivers were the reality – and everything that couldn't be counted upon.

My mom obviously had a problem.

I really believe I'm no different from anyone else. I just had a few challenges I had to learn from at a very early age.

What cannot be communicated to the [m]other cannot be communicated to the self.

To help yourself, you must be yourself. Be the best that you can be. When you make a mistake, learn from it, pick yourself up and move on.