When people hate themselves for imaginary crimes (stuff they are not even consciously aware of and is handed down from generation to generation)it is hard to help them. Dysfunctional families create wonderful performers - whose inate talents were used early to deflect the family crap.

When people tell you how great they think you are while really deep down you think the opposite -maybe feeling a fraud and the jaelous pangs of a family member who think it should be him/her up there with his/her name in lights-, you live your life creating a safe distance between the 2 contradictory realities.
If you have to scrub-up dried vomit from your clothes in the morning, your method is the wrong one, but the only one you have. I feel so sad for her and the ones who loved her.