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The story of my family

[CN: gaslighting, toxic family]
Something happened yesterday which rattled me to my core. To the casual observer, the thing might seem like no big thing, but it was a big thing to me because it signals the start of a pattern of behaviour from someone else, specifically my father.

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I am not successful

A little while ago, someone said to me “When I think of spectrum and success, I think of you.” That sentence has been swirling around in my head for a while now.
I am not sure which measure of success that person was using, but I’m pretty sure that I wouldn’t be considered successful

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An apology to my feet

I spend a lot of time barefoot.
There are a couple of reasons why I do this. I have always had a fair amount of hypermobility, although this is decreasing as I age. But, it does mean that my ankles tend to be on the wobbly side, and if I don’t concentrate while I walk,