Dear Anne:
What an interesting thread: He will never know me. You didn’t ask for input, nor did you ask for no input.
I think there are many people, broken people (your word) who never get to know themselves. I thought I knew myself for fifty years: unloving and unlovable, inferior, unworthy, clumsy, spaced out, defected, born faulty and … none of this was true all along. If I didn’t get on my going-on-six years healing, i would have never gotten to know that I am loving and lovable, equal to any other person, worthy like any other, mindful (not clumsy after all!), and born with nothing wrong with me, just like the great majority of babies.
I am glad you are doing so much better than you did.
anita