This one may not be around long, but definitely worth a look.
It occurs to me that one of my earliest childhood memories is going to the Summer Twin Drive-In with my parents. (It’s still around, one of the few drive-ins left in the United States.) Of course, being from the South, we had a pickup truck. My mom and dad watched The Sting. I got in the truck bed, and unbeknownst to them, watched The Exorcist.
I was 4! This explains so much …
There aren’t enough mental health professionals in the American Southeast to put you back together after that.
Have you tried drugs or loud music?