Keywords: abandonment , bipolar , childhood trauma , depression , parenting
but instead I was returned to NY. To my closet, and my dashed dreams. I think it would have been better to have never seen her life out there in Ohio. I think my hope was almost extinguished, but instead that intermittent reinforcement came instead. I went back to the hoping. My little heart just wouldn’t quit. Maybe she would come for me, or maybe she would take me there to her perfect house and her big perfect tub.
https://thebipolarfarmer.com/2012/06/07/intermittent-reinforcement
Wants 