Guest guest Posted April 19, 2010 Report Share Posted April 19, 2010 To all the lovely people here I'm Louise from Australia, the " bad child " of a " Witch " BP mother. wonder if any of you have felt that if you started making your first post on growing up with a BP parent, you'd be typing for a week? I've spent some time reading posts here, and while I haven't harboured any illusions that I was the only one to experience the things that I did, it has still been something of a shock to see how perfectly the experiences of others here match my own. I guess I still thought that some of the betrayals and other behaviours were too bizarre to be shared by many other people. I've cried for some of you, but I suspect I am also crying for the child I was. I feel such sorrow. I have recently read Lawson's book, and have to admit it was dreadfully upsetting; I think it touched some of my own deepest terrors and abandonments. I think that the ability to feel and have a good cry can be helpful, but I also found it anxiety-provoking and stepped away for a few days. Although I have dome some good healing work over the years, the wounds have a way of reopening from time to time at seeming new levels, don't they? I guess I can accept that this is how it is. Does anybody relate? I'm looking forward to getting to know this community. I'd like to share my story soon, and I'm glad I found you all, though I'm so sorry you know this pain too. Hugs to all who want them, Louise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 19, 2010 Report Share Posted April 19, 2010 Hi Louise, my mother was primarily a witch with some hermit and a sprinkling of waif. As she's aged, she's settled mostly on waif/hermit with still a bit of witch. Welcome to the group! Deanna > > To all the lovely people here > > I'm Louise from Australia, the " bad child " of a " Witch " BP mother. wonder if any of you have felt that if you started making your first post on growing up with a BP parent, you'd be typing for a week? > > I've spent some time reading posts here, and while I haven't harboured any illusions that I was the only one to experience the things that I did, it has still been something of a shock to see how perfectly the experiences of others here match my own. I guess I still thought that some of the betrayals and other behaviours were too bizarre to be shared by many other people. I've cried for some of you, but I suspect I am also crying for the child I was. I feel such sorrow. > > I have recently read Lawson's book, and have to admit it was dreadfully upsetting; I think it touched some of my own deepest terrors and abandonments. I think that the ability to feel and have a good cry can be helpful, but I also found it anxiety-provoking and stepped away for a few days. > > Although I have dome some good healing work over the years, the wounds have a way of reopening from time to time at seeming new levels, don't they? I guess I can accept that this is how it is. > > Does anybody relate? > > I'm looking forward to getting to know this community. I'd like to share my story soon, and I'm glad I found you all, though I'm so sorry you know this pain too. > > Hugs to all who want them, > > Louise. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 20, 2010 Report Share Posted April 20, 2010 welcome Louise. I am the bad child of a witch/queen nada !! I wasn't always the bad child, I got that title about 15 years ago for some reason...before that I was invisible Jackie To all the lovely people here I'm Louise from Australia, the " bad child " of a " Witch " BP mother. wonder if any of you have felt that if you started making your first post on growing up with a BP parent, you'd be typing for a week? I've spent some time reading posts here, and while I haven't harboured any illusions that I was the only one to experience the things that I did, it has still been something of a shock to see how perfectly the experiences of others here match my own. I guess I still thought that some of the betrayals and other behaviours were too bizarre to be shared by many other people. I've cried for some of you, but I suspect I am also crying for the child I was. I feel such sorrow. I have recently read Lawson's book, and have to admit it was dreadfully upsetting; I think it touched some of my own deepest terrors and abandonments. I think that the ability to feel and have a good cry can be helpful, but I also found it anxiety-provoking and stepped away for a few days. Although I have dome some good healing work over the years, the wounds have a way of reopening from time to time at seeming new levels, don't they? I guess I can accept that this is how it is. Does anybody relate? I'm looking forward to getting to know this community. I'd like to share my story soon, and I'm glad I found you all, though I'm so sorry you know this pain too. Hugs to all who want them, Louise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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