I hate to admit it but … i don’t want to work. I want to have fun and dance and play and love my life. I don’t want to survive i want to live. I want to feel the breeze on my face and the sun on my skin every day. I WANT TO BE TOUCHED LOVINGLY AND WALK THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS
As the golden child, I learned to suppress my own needs, to achieve, and to be as easy as possible in order to be loved.
Here's some signs you were the golden child: