The Trauma of Having Happily Married Parents

I think my trust in okay let's do this comes from not my parents but I didn't have friends growing up really. And it's like I don't understand what my dynamic is in so many relationships with my brother sometimes he was nice often he wasn'tWith the kids I went to school with that they were all friends on my street but I was like not invited to the birthday parties. The mercurial nature of you know I don't know about guys in their tree house but the mean girl thing where you know when I moved to Roanoke Virginia I switched schools in the middle of whatever a semester went in and showed up at this tiny Catholic school in Roanoke, Virginia