Hi everyone. I'm 60 years old (M) and am just now realizing that I was horribly neglected emotionally growing up. Ironically, I started to realize these things while connecting with a long lost sister I never knew about. She found us about 3 years ago and, of course, wanted to know everything about our mother who is now deceased. Things I told her about how I was raised, things that I either thought were normal or "not that bad", shocked her and now I'm questioning everything and beginning to realize what a profound affect it had on me. This is mostly just an introductory post but I'm sure I'll be spending a lot of time here. In future posts I'll share the circumstances of my childhood and how I think it's affected me my whole life. Thanks for being here.