I am missing most parts of my childhood. I had a Grandmother who was verbally and phyically abusive. She told me if I told my parents that they would not believe me, and also she lied in stating that I was adopted. Thus in believing her lies, the faith and trust that I should have had in my parents never developed. In thinking back I can only recall a few times spent with my brother, but my years from age 2-10, are lost somewheres and I have been trying to find them. I guess the best way is through some type of counseling, and I may try that someday soon.