I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from the earth, each other, ourselves.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
At a certain point in my personal life, I went through a divorce and lost some people close to me.
I am a divorced child, of divided, uncertain background. Within this division I - supposed fruit of their love - no longer exist. It happened nearly forty years ago, yet to me, nothing is sadder than my parents' divorce.
I distanced myself, relatively, from my parents for a year or so in my late twenties. It was necessary for me to feel my autonomy. Other than that brief gap, we have always been a very close family.
I was alone a lot as a kid, because my parents were divorced.
If someone feels that they're abandoned, there are always complicated feelings. There are always reasons for why people do the things that they do.
I was well brought up, my parents are still together. I lived in a council estate, but I don't anymore; I saw my parents buy a nice house and move me to a nice area.
We've been together since we've been teenagers. I can go away and disappear for two years, and when we get back together, it's like nothing ever has changed.
There was never a point in my life where I gave up. My marriage, as you know, fell apart.
I remember being this little girl missing her daddy and living so far away in France and from anything that was familiar to me. I felt so different and so isolated. When you're removed from everything that's familiar, you realize who you are.
Through a huge duration of my life, someone has always picked up after me. And when you're on your own and you're trying to be independent, it's definitely different.