Broken, but Better
As a kid, I often felt helpless and unsafe around the people who were supposed to love me the most. I was at the mercy of their fluctuating moods and addictions. The experience of not being cherished or wanted was ongoing and relentless. My personal work today is sitting with how that wounding gets tweaked now as I meet people who resemble the cast of characters from childhood–the ones who seem unsafe, wildly fluctuating in their moods, addicted, and unable to cherish or respect me. On each of our paths, situations will arise where the patterns are repeated. Do not… …Read More »
