Originally Posted by
Eleison 
At times I find it hard to see what is my own, and what is his/theirs. My mother's stubborn and nasty "You're just like your father" when I was adolescent didn't help any either.
Who the heck am I?
Well. I'm finding out now, with the help of therapy. I'm growing into myself, my intelligence, my creativity. Peeling back the layers of the submissive, internally seething child and teenager, to find an adult who is struggling to bloom.
It's hard though, and sometimes I feel so alone.
You aren't alone.
I'm just beginning to realize how my dysfunctional family life has molded me. I'm in my early 30s and just beginning to figure out who I really am. But that is life, isn't it? Self discovery. Embrace your self discovery, Eleison.
And that is wonderful you have not touched alcohol. That alone gives you more power to find yourself. I'm thinking about you.