I Am Mentally Ill. I Can Say

My Mom Had The Breakdown For The Family, And I Went Into Therapy For All Of Us.

Until Adolescence I Thought I Had The Best Mother In The World. Such A Graceful Mother. I Had This Fantasy That I Was The Wrong Daughter.

I Mean, For Years [my Father] Would Been Doing Everything Imaginable ... From Speed To Downers To You Name It. I Used To Call That "changing Seats On The Titanic," And I Used To Say That I Myself Was Not Only Changing Seats On The Titanic But Dating The Crew.

I Think I Do Overshare, And I Sometimes Marvel That I Do It. But It's Sort Of - In A Way, It's My Way Of Trying To Understand Myself.

I Love The Idea Of God, But It's Not Stylistically In Keeping With The Way I Function. I Would Describe Myself As An Enthusiastic Agnostic Who Would Be Happy To Be Shown That There Is A God. I Can See That People Who Believe In God Are Happier. ... But I Doubt.