It is becoming clear though, that my life has been in a state of crisis for as long as I can remember myself.

Unnecessary stress, to the point of physical pain, for no valid reason, often induced even by love.

Such a charmed and charming life, fuzzed up too many times by ghost fears and agonies.

I can no longer blame my first family, neither my self. It is what it is. It was what it has been.

Amidst the crises there is life. That’s what the signs are telling me.

That’s what this is all about.