Life is like a bus ride, people get on and off the bus throughout your life, some stay the whole journey and some just stay a short distance. Unfortunately, the first people to get off my bus were my parents! And I was only five! So my troubles in life started with abandonment, and then built up after a series of events which caused me to fall short on being a model student, an achiever, or an academic. Yet, somehow, I shone through and became an overseas resort controller for UK's second largest tour operator by being reasonably competent in four languages. I spent 11 years abroad running away from family tragedies and the decline of our family. Then therapy, my saviour, with all of its revelations. The therapist knew what my troubles were before I met her, from my medical records. My story is a prime example of how uncaring parents can mess up a child's life and how the effect can stay with the child for life. I am 63 now and still have to switch the TV over if there is any interaction between father and son. It's a bumpy ride, readers! But I am sure you will find it an enjoyable one.