Childhood Memories: Dad

I have very few.

When I was a small child, i had difficulty being in groups of people in close proximity. I would "feel what they feel". I know that sounds real stupid. But that is what it felt like. I though i was going to go mad. My father protected me as best he could... and when the nightmares came, he would chase them away. He was a tough Zabrak and fought the dangers nearby. But alone with people he was close to, he was a vey quiet and gentle man.

I still suffer the nightmares, but I have learned to bury them for the most part. Fewer come true now. And i have since learned to block people out and connect on that empathetic level with very few and only when necessary.