Ultra hard mode is when you didn’t lie to yourself but others raised you within a web of lies.
A friend of mine grew up with her struggling mum becoming part in Jehova witness.
All siblings are fucked to some degree.
Your metaphor of the compass sparks an image in my head of them being stranded on ground with magnetic anomalies beneath them.
Every move they make betraying them somehow.
What do you do?
Stand still?
Wait for help?
Just run in each direction far enough?
So grateful for my upbringing
