I found this on Sunshine’s blog a while ago and am just getting around to sharing it.
“… trying to talk about your dysfunctional family in 10 words.”
It reminded me of the six word autobiography only one that focuses on one’s beginnings as well as adult-hoods. Our families, right or wrong, are the earliest and most insidious influences.
Ten Words wouldn’t do justice to most people’s humble beginnings but it probably keeps most of us from embellishing or ducking personal responsibility.
This was mine:
Survived Parents. Escaped.
Loneliness.
Love.
Loneliness.
Happiness/Love. Fingers crossed.
Kind of like the “poemyness” of it.
Anyone else care to have a go?
anniegirl1138 
Yours is fabulous- it has stayed with me all day.
Fabulous even in dysfunction – that would be me.
smirk…
i need some clear headed time – but want to try this. hope to get some downtime later this week. i love this…
Looking forward to it.
loud unpredictable angry
far flung freedom
purring home together love
Love that last line.
dad yelled, mom mediated, sister rejected, i cringed and withdrew.
Sad but still beautifully put.
My dysfunctional family:
self-centered, charming, emotional, emotionless, interesting, neurotic
and full of love
Far more upbeat than it appears on the surface but that is the way of family.
This is an interesting challenge. Hm.
Hm and?
Unfortunately, your ten words pretty much describe my life, too.
Sorry.