My God. You have put into words what I have felt for my whole life but could not explain. My mother was my main perp, and my father lived in the same house but was invisible. I had to be all and do whatever to make her happy . My actions in the aftermath areidenticle as well as the confusion. Wanting the male closeness and willing to do whatever to gain it. Then feeling guilty as hell afterwards. So glad to know that I am not the only one that felt/feels this confusion and lack of identity. I'm still not sure who or what I am and sometimes feel I may never really know for sure. Almost 40 years into a marriage that I feel good in, but still have this craving that I struggle with all the time. Thanks for helping me understand myself.