There’s a period of around 18 months in the early 1990s, in my life, that had a profound effect on me. I am building up the courage, remembering all the pieces, and I’m going to write it down.
It may also have coloured the memory of my father, because of his reaction and my reaction to that. I know I wasn’t to tell my mother, and my father died three years later anyway.
We have deep-seated issues that can affect our lives decades into the future. This is one example.
I haven’t decided if I’ll post it on my blog yet. I think my two Moleskines and the copy of Scrivener are about to get some action.
Wish me not luck, but peace of mind. A very scared 14 year old boy needs to smile again.