Trauma Recovery
My Mother Never Loved Me — Part 1
Growing up in my home was a nightmare!
Mothers are supposed to love their children. It’s an unwritten law.
I was a child of the 50’s when children were supposed to be seen and not heard. I grew up believing that family was the most important part of my life. I was taught that love was unconditional by your family. The Bible told me so.
So did my mother. My mother lied. I discovered many of her lies as time went on.
There is no worse betrayal than when it comes from those you love. Especially the loved one who gave you life. I believed all of my mother’s lies. I never understood how much she did not love me.
What did I do wrong? It simply did not make sense to me. Worse. It hurt me more than any physical wound that I have encountered.
I thought that I must be truly awful if my own mother did not love me. I spent most of my life blaming myself. I was certain that I could get better. I was positive that there was a way to get my mother to love me.
I thought about what I might have done better.
Maybe it was my fault that Daddy left when I was only one year old. When I was two years old, my stepfather moved in. Mother taught me that my…
