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RE: I Never Called Them "Dads"
I didn’t choose to be born a boy or a girl, just as you don’t know all the details of my story.
"Never judge a person until you’ve walked a long path in their shoes."
I understand that I have no right to judge my mother. But the pain and resentment are still with me, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t let them go.
Reading your comments, especially the one under my post, I feel that life has hurt you deeply as well. I don’t know your story, but I really hope you can find the strength to let go of your pain — something I, unfortunately, haven’t been able to do.
I am not sure if I feel that pain of my childhood but if you scroll through my posts you might find content I wrote a very small part about it.
Whatever we experiemce in life is part of us. Letting go would mean I ignore the lessons, the warnings and I would sit at the coffee table with my mother (no way that would ever happen).
What is left is to accept or better find a way to make it part of you.
I never asked to be born and that's what I told my mother as well. I left and will never return. If we were strangers we would never be friends is what I told her and I no longer (since I turned 19) invest time in people giving me stress. I rather be alone.
I wish you strength but mosr of all a peaceful environment and true love.
Pamper yourself if no one else does.
🤗🍀♥️