Thank you. It means a lot to be heard by someone who comprehends.

I'm so sorry your parents divided you and your siblings from one another. The developing breeding is such a vulnerable thing and it's so hard to escape what was learnt in childhood.

My sister and I are close, possibly because we could only truly trust each other. I guess I realise, now that you say it, that she would never minimalise what I went through over what she went through. I know we reacted to it in different ways.

The hallucinations I had were usually visual. Only that once do I remember it being physical with the hand on my leg. They usually reflected what might have been on my mind that day, like when a pet died, or sometimes it was as if I was being watch or followed. I once woke to see something directly above me on the ceiling and when I sat up to get away from it, it followed me like it was on a rail. If I could get to a light switch or make a sudden, physical change in perspective like throwing covers from me, they would vanish. If I couldn't get to a light switch, then they faded more slowly, or would reach me when I cowered away, but of course nothing happened and they were gone when I looked up again.