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Post by Susan Peabody on Aug 4, 2014 11:41:06 GMT -8
From C.T. Wow. This hit me like a ton of bricks this morning. At this point, it wouldn't matter if a woman really did love me or validate me, because I couldn't feel it anyway. Wow. I need to think on this.
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Post by Mb123 on Dec 15, 2015 5:06:18 GMT -8
This explains alot. I must have picked up on my moms depression. But how do I keep my kids from picking up on mine? maybe its too late?
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Post by Susan Peabody on Dec 15, 2015 11:58:44 GMT -8
This explains alot. I must have picked up on my moms depression. But how do I keep my kids from picking up on mine? maybe its too late?
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Post by rosahorton on Aug 22, 2017 23:24:55 GMT -8
This explains alot. I must have picked up on my moms depression. But how do I keep my kids from picking up on mine? maybe its too late?
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Post by zaralie on Mar 23, 2018 8:38:54 GMT -8
This explains alot. I must have picked up on my moms depression. But how do I keep my kids from picking up on mine? maybe its too late? yes I just was thinking the same. However I also think it is not too late to change things! |
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Post by cece34 on Mar 25, 2018 20:01:49 GMT -8
I always second guess myself. Even if I am right I think I am wrong. My mom loved me unconditionally(sometimes critical). Father was always mean and he scares me. So,I had one parent who loved me and one who didn't even want me to call him father. Sometimes ,I wish it were him that died instead of my mother.
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Post by Susan Peabody on Mar 26, 2018 11:42:15 GMT -8
I always second guess myself. Even if I am right I think I am wrong. My mom loved me unconditionally(sometimes critical). Father was always mean and he scares me. So,I had one parent who loved me and one who didn't even want me to call him father. Sometimes ,I wish it were him that died instead of my mother. Your statement contradicts itself. Unconditional love is not critical. Perhaps there has been damage done that you have forgotten. Mom may have loved you, but did she protect you and keep you safe. I am not trying to disparage you mom but so much of our childhood gets buried. |
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