This is me. There are so many things I don't remember about my childhood. My brother was lucky and lived with my grandparents for many years. I was stuck in hell with my physically/verbally abusive father and my pill head mother trying to OD about once a year.

It bothers me when he brings events up that he remembers clearly and swears I was there...family get together and birthdays. But I have zero recollection. I only remember the bad things.

I'm in my early 50's and just now beginning to enjoy life and feeling happiness for the first time in my life. I met a great woman that is loving, caring, great cook and has a 160 acre farm with Bortle 3.9 night skies. I have a good reason to drag out my heavy ass 10" telescope out now.

I’m glad it worked out for you in the end.

Glad you’re doing better! I learned about the Bortle scale from your comment. I’d love to live in a place that allowed all the celestial light to arrive.

So sorry bro, you're living proof things can get better and i hope you enjoy your time on this molten ball of rock with her