I can honestly say, I'm finally at peace.  I'm happy where I am in life.  I'm fulfilled in my career, my relationships, my health. It's a good feeling.  It's taken a long time to get to this point and a count my blessings every day.

It makes me wonder, if those that had a bad childhood are then allowed to have a good adulthood. And are those that had a good childhood destined to have a bad adulthood? 

I know some friends that talk about their great childhood but seem to be struggling as adults. I think back to my own childhood and remember myself as being painfully shy, struggling with ADD (back when ADD wasn't even heard of) and being very angry.  I was a tall, gangly youth and teased a lot. I carried my anger through most of my young adult life, but now, well into my 40s have found my place, my understanding, my happiness.

What is your childhood compared to your adult life?  Good? Bad? The same?  I'd be curious to know.