Not long ago I posted something on facebook on genes and personality. I didn't comment on it, not because I didn't have anything to say, but because it would've been inadequately expressed in a line. So I said nothing and hoped people would read and draw their own conclusions.
What I would've said though, had to do with the article citing a study of rats where a dose of stress hormone was observed to impair mental capabilities. Except this was only in rats who had grown up relatively stress free. The ones who had grown up with neglect actually saw their neurons fire more rapidly in response.
It's no surprise: I'm like that abused rat.
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When I went home over the summer I saw my aunt for the first time in two years and I told my mom she got prettier. The transformation was curious but I was able to explain it immediately.
Me: "Well when your husband don't love you, you have to look pretty."
Mom: "That's exactly right."
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They say that success is the best form of revenge.
For us the unloved, it's to be brighter, smarter, better, different and more. Always.
I'm hurting but I'm still going to tear it up.
I have no choice.