It is odd the mental connections one makes from seemingly disparate things. I'm reminded of as a kid trying to learn the back dive. Well I did a back flop rather than a dive. That full back slap hurt... a lot! It brought tears to my eyes to which the instructor said, "It couldn't have hurt that much." Well obviously it did or I would not have had that response!
Or crying at night from the fear and stress my fecal father created in our house. That was probably best unheard.
A childhood. Life required that I grew up too soon. My survival was dependent upon it. All worked out though. I've been able to provide what I need now, and I try every day to help others who find themselves in the very places I had to frequent.
I've been very, very fortunate. My 'needs' have always been fulfilled. Even at the lowest points in my life I had what was 'needed.' At this point I don't even have 'wants'.....I have what I want, as well.