...that’s the weird thing about having those childhood needs not met. You go through life with those expectations, and they’ll never be met. The parents can’t meet em’ because they’re gone, and no one else is going to meet them fully because you’ve got a chip on your shoulder about the parent not meeting them. And at some point, in order to get any kind of closure you’ve just gotta live with the pain and parent yourself. It’s fucked up but there’s a reconciliation within yourself that has to happen in order for you to have any peace.
Yes, it is fucked up and, from experience, very difficult to do. But I encourage all us Indiakids, whose childhood needs were not met, to find that emotionally self-soothing thing – whatever shape it takes – that is truly comforting to you. That deep hurt is probably never going to go away, but, we do have the capacity to deal with it, so we don't become the walking wounded, or worse, unleash our wounds on the rest of the world.
I'm glad Marc Maron spoke about that pain with the sincerity and sensitivity it deserves.