What My Mother and I Don't Talk About: Fifteen Writers Break the Silence (What We Don't Talk About)

by Michele Filgate

This is how I survived my childhood: I disappeared. As a child I slipped into books, and everything around me, including my own body, faded away. It was a very conscious act. I am very lucky that early and unknowingly, I found books instead of any other drug. I’ve never fully returned from that early dissociation.