Growing up I was loved, so loved. My mom and dad showered me with affection and attention. Compared to how they grew up I knew I was lucky to have them. I knew they went through terrible things and had terrible parents, but I was blessed. The Moon Goddess must have favored me because there weren’t many around me who were as happy, nor as loved as I was. I didn’t have a sob story or have a sad background like my mom did.

My friends were jealous because of how much attention my family ...