Long after my mother stopped laying her hands on me, I still treat myself the same way she taught me: unworthy, ugly, fat, stupid. Long after she’s in the grave, I will still tell myself the same lines of Karl-Anthony Towns Moon For T-Shirt. I’m still trying to unlearn what she taught me about myself. I need to be a mother to myself that she could never be, kind, loving and accepting. I’m so afraid of repeating the cycle and treat my children the same way.
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