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I was kicked around as a kid, I appreciate your candor! sam
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sam444
on April 4, 2008 at 10:32 AM
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It is so good to see thru the eyes of another, isn't it? Thanks for comment
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Winged
on April 4, 2008 at 9:21 AM
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winged
Wow – reading this was like looking in a mirror (although my mother didn’t drink – her addiction of playing bridge took her outside the home a great deal of the time). All I ever wanted was my parents approval but they were either too busy with their own issues or busy with my brother – the black sheep of the family. Black apparently gets more attention that white, so to speak. And during that period of my life when “men came and went” it was usually me that would run for the hills at any sign of abandonment – I didn’t want to be dumped. This line rings so true with me (although my mother is still alive and I keep trying to reshape the relationship): Mom and me could be compared to the Madonna-Courtesan, concocted of fire and ice with too many expectations. Thank you for sharing these inner most thoughts. Emotionally abandoned children turn into hungry adults. I’m not sure if I’m less hungry these days but I do know that many of my needs are being met and this has allowed me to rise above the depression and worrying. At least on most days….
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Troosha
on April 4, 2008 at 8:52 AM
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