It's not your fault

Recently, I had one of those realizations: My mother orphaned me, abandoned me. and dumped me at age 2 1/2; I lost all trust of her when she threatened me with a stick with a nail in it.

I continued to live with her until age 14 when I hit the streets at her invitation. Other siblings left earlier, they hated me for leaving and not care-taking her. This put the responsibility on them for her eventual care. So they dumped me as well.

The nail in the board incident came back to me in a dream clear as day, I woke in a state of extreme anxiety.

The next few days I felt/feel a sense of relief and freedom a sense of being spaced out, very emotional in that I’m experiencing my emotions quite sharply. Inner peace and calm at the same time.

Why? It’s not my fault. She was, like my family of siblings, a blame shifter. Intellectually I knew she was nuts but as she manipulated with fear, obligation, guilt, and boards with nails in them, from a very early age, it has taken a while to recover. I’m 71. 


 

 

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