Originally Posted by KeithHandy
I was born into a nice family. An innocent family. A possibly naive family. Nothing abusive, nobody died prematurely, nothing traumatic happened. And yet I go through life with a chip on my shoulder, a constant feeling of something being "not right".
When I was younger, I would have said something similar. However, I belatedly realized my family was heavily invested in appearing to be perfect when they were indeed quite flawed. I would tune into that "not right" feeling and see if it has anything else to tell you. Things are not always as they appear.