When Your Family Denies Your Experience

When Your Family Denies Your Experience When I look back at my family story - with mom, dad, 2 sisters, a brother - and a slew of nieces and nephews,...

When Your Family Denies Your Experience When I look back at my family story - with mom, dad, 2 sisters, a brother - and a slew of nieces and nephews, I’m struck by one strange afterthought: Everyone was permitted their personal experience without denial, pushback, guilt, or blame - except for me.

Strange times they were. My oldest sister was a prostitute hell-bent on drama, rage, and death.

She once asked me to give her my social security number so she could give it to her lover and co-murderer Scott - so he could construct a false identity and make it across the Canadian border.

I declined - not because it was obvious to me to decline at the time, but it just didn’t feel right.