The Impact of Childhood Emotional Neglect
We or shall I say I was born and raised, programmed that I must respect my parents and should never answer back or have an opinion or a voice
I’m an adult now and the day has come where I have the courage and spending time rewiring them limited beliefs…
I spend endless nights scrutinising their cruel comments and their frustration of ‘what an unruly child I was’, I was unruly because I didn’t feel loved, comforted.
Many say ‘Oh they are old, don’t upset them and just let them be a very controversial topic, one I disagree with…they live in an oblivion a world which lacks empathy and care for their children
They may only have 10–30 years (or less – tragic sudden deaths happen all the time), they can feel a little bit of guilt and one sleepless night thinking about how cruel and callous they were to me – with their verbal abuse
I hopefully (if a tragic death doesn’t occur or suicide) I will have to spend the next few decades self medicating, constantly telling myself I’m safe now but I never feel safe truly and if I do it’s momentarily
Childhood Emotional Neglect and abuse has been the biggest tragedy of my life…and I’m aware that the hatred I carry, it’s only me that’s suffering not them but ‘I can’t let go and accept it’s happened’
