I had just saved your post to read after work today coincidentally :) Thank you for reading my post and I will leave you a comment after reading yours a little later today!
Thank you for trusting us with such personal information. Your story shows how strong you are. But being strong gets old at times. I can say that because in some ways my story is similar. I call us survivors. We can weather any storm or be there for everyone but tend to forget ourselves. As I became a mom I felt like you. Children bring out the best and out strength. This was very well written. You tell it in a nicer way than I do mine lol, so that’s a plus for you. I tend to be too blunt. Continue to be strong because someone needs to see and hear you. We have to keep showing others to never give up ❤️
Thank you for reading my post, Melonie. I’m really glad you liked reading it. And I deeply agree with you, that strong gets tiring at times. I’m only recently learning to step past people pleasing and caregiving to nurture my adult self and inner child, and boy it’s a journey. I glanced through your content too and I think we have much in common. Can’t wait to read your posts and connect more. Thank you again. And to being both strong and soft! ❤️
I must admit, I’m not a mother, however, I truly admire your determination in raising your child for the better: in the way you would have liked to have been raised. It shows a lot of strength.
I have had very similar experiences to those you experienced in childhood, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that, too.
Love this. Today I published a piece on how some of my wounding has allowed me to be a better father. https://open.substack.com/pub/queerresilience/p/what-i-want-my-kid-to-know-a-trans?r=17qnxh&utm_medium=ios
I had just saved your post to read after work today coincidentally :) Thank you for reading my post and I will leave you a comment after reading yours a little later today!
Thank you for trusting us with such personal information. Your story shows how strong you are. But being strong gets old at times. I can say that because in some ways my story is similar. I call us survivors. We can weather any storm or be there for everyone but tend to forget ourselves. As I became a mom I felt like you. Children bring out the best and out strength. This was very well written. You tell it in a nicer way than I do mine lol, so that’s a plus for you. I tend to be too blunt. Continue to be strong because someone needs to see and hear you. We have to keep showing others to never give up ❤️
Thank you for reading my post, Melonie. I’m really glad you liked reading it. And I deeply agree with you, that strong gets tiring at times. I’m only recently learning to step past people pleasing and caregiving to nurture my adult self and inner child, and boy it’s a journey. I glanced through your content too and I think we have much in common. Can’t wait to read your posts and connect more. Thank you again. And to being both strong and soft! ❤️
I must admit, I’m not a mother, however, I truly admire your determination in raising your child for the better: in the way you would have liked to have been raised. It shows a lot of strength.
I have had very similar experiences to those you experienced in childhood, and I’m so sorry you had to go through that, too.