March 15, 2014
Even though I've studied family dynamics, been a counselor, know the theories; still, it's incredible how the young years of our lives are the pillars by which we understand the world. Those young years are like the Procrustean Bed: occurrences, loving relationships, kindness teamed with strength don't even register. One doesn't have the antennas for them. It's like we are playing a different game than others, with different interpretations, fictionalizing the parts we don't get. This is perhaps why family seems so precious; it's because the comfort zone is elicited when you totally know the rules even if they're wrong.