I couldn't even go to the bathroom alone. My mother or a social worker always went with me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I went from my mother to my wife. And to this day, I can't bear to be alone.
I was an only child. We were so poor, my parents and I had the same room.
My honeymoon night was spent on the floor in the bathroom with my mother.
One time I tried to use the bathroom in the dark, and I missed the toilet, and I fell on the floor.
I was an only child. I hung out with my parents.
My mother has stories of leaving me in the bath as small kid, like a 3-year-old, and there being mirrors on the side, and her going to get a towel and coming back in, and me making faces at myself, like, 'Now I'm happy. Now I'm sad.'
When I was young, I had two older sisters, and since I was the youngest in my family, my mom took me around with her all the time. I was forever with her when she was having coffee in the middle of the afternoon with her three sisters. And they would talk about men. I absorbed a lot of that.
I was alone a lot as a kid, because my parents were divorced.
I was a bit of a loner as a teenager. I never went to a single social event, because they terrified me.
My mother said I was a little odd as a kid. I was alone a lot, but I didn't feel alone.