I HAD ARRIVED HOMEI grew up in post-war Vienna. I felt unsettled living there as a child, as I had an inner sense of not belonging to the family I lived with, that my parents were not my real parents; there were often vague memories haunting me in the back of my mind, and I was given to fits of sadness and frustration, during which I would lock myself in the bathroom and bawl my eyes out. During one such session, I heard a soundless voice within tell me that I was living in the best possible environment for the time being and that my life would change later. Although I was a young child, I understood, and this message relaxed me into being able to function in the way my family and society were expecting from me…