Crazy isn't it? By day I'm this healthy Type A that's excited about life and wanting to share what I'm learning with the world (except for the 2 day a week average that I'm so hungover I can barely function) and by about 4 o'clock...well, you all know the story. After the therapist asked about my life and I told him about my father who by day was the best pilot ever! And when the plane hit the ground, he would drink until he was stupid. He made scenes, police were called often, he would scream and try to hit my mother and I was the only child left at home and so I protected her. I would tell him that I would hate him if he didn't stop and that would stop him. One time when I was in second grade a friend spent the night. I would not usually spend the night away from home because I needed to protect my mom. My dad came storming in at about 3 am and my friend got so scared, she jumped out of my 2 story window and ran home. She told all the kids at school what happened. I could tell you more but I won't bore you with more details. You all probably could write a very similar story. The therapist told me I should write so I did. Here's what I wrote this morning:To my little self, the child that hid, the child that protected the parent, the child that was neglected emotionally, the child that never felt like one of the crowd, the child that felt different, the child that looked for love and acceptance in all the wrong places, the one that only remembers chaos and screaming and fighting, the forgotten kid, the kid that was never really a kid...
I love you and I?ll care for you now. It wasn?t your fault. You don?t need to hide out anymore. You can go for a bike ride, have a picnic, draw pictures if you want and play games. Jump on your mini trampoline, listen to music as loud as you want, laugh out loud and watch movies until midnight. People will like you for just being who you are. We all have a past and you have grown up with hurts and memories that can help you to empathize with other people. It?s OK to let people see who you really are. And remember God loves you too...more than you can ever imagine.
Please welcome me into your community. I need help in my recovery. I never want to poison myself again. I love my life and I want to heal. Thank you for listening.

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