Something that I can NEVER blame my parents for is Boxing my brothers and I in.

They made suggestions. They gave insults. They tried the bully stuff. But when push came to shove they let us three make our minds up.

Our home was very vocal. Very argumentative. Very confrontational. But us three dodecahedron shapes were not forced into a square hole.

We all left home aged 17 and travelled around the world. We were all allowed to do that. No clipped wings.

To this day, when asked what I do for a living I will say – I’m a mother and housewife. Otherwise the asker would be there for a few hours listening to what I truly am.

I’m divergent aka a pain in the arse aka uncontrolled.