The virtue.

My childhood home does not come with like emotional comfort at all.

The way that I grew up was really pretty dysfunctional.

It was a tough house, man.

My dad was super dismissive.

If you're a new virtual listener and old virtual listener, I should say, you've heard all

these stories, right?

Like just being dismissed, really abusive stuff, emotionally abusive stuff, not physically,

abusive, just really emotionally abusive stuff.

In fact, my therapist used to say that when patients walk into our office and they have

scars from cigarette burns or they have scars from where they were beaten when they were

a child, it's much easier to deal with a case like that than it is in some cases when

it comes to emotional abuse because you don't see it.

So your mind can start playing tricks on you.

Like, did that really happen?

So it's a little bit more difficult and it's more difficult to explain.

Either way, the house that I grew up in does not hold a lot of happy memories for me.

Probably very dissimilar to yours, Kristen, yours, Moves, Abby, right?

When you think back at your homes, do you mostly think like it's home?

No, I didn't, I don't really have a child at home because we moved too much.

So like it was a lot of different apartments for the majority of my childhood.

I don't really have like that one place where I would call it like my childhood home.

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