Thank you to Twinkletoes of the Therapy Diaries for reblogging this post which brought it to my attention. Its a very good exploration of the impacts of being raised by an emotionally neglectful mother…
As a little girl, I knew my mom was different than other moms.
Other moms were kind, caring, and affectionate.
Mine was harsh, cold, and inattentive.
Other moms took their kids skating and to the playground.
My mom only offered me the back of her head as she watched her morning-to-night schedule of television shows.
Other moms played with them.
I eventually stopped asking my mom to play with me; the answer was always “no”.
When my friends would return to school after a sick day, they’d tell of their time spent cuddling with their mothers and watching cartoons. They bemoaned being back at school and wished they could have stayed home longer.
I, however, couldn’t wait to get back to school after a day spent sick at home. For me, those days consisted of being forced to stay in my bedroom alone; I was only allowed to come out…
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