Learning to 'Unlove' My Mother

November 17, 2014 8:15 PM

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For most of my life I thought my childhood was the epitome of healthy wholesomeness. I even thought I had the stories to prove it. As a writer, stories are important to me. They are the source of our history and they illuminate how we become who we are. It was in revisiting these stories from a new vantage point -- one removed from the myth of family perfection -- that I have begun to see the truth. My childhood was not a safe place of nurturing, unconditional love and acceptance.

I also thought that everything that had been "wrong" with me -- my sadness, the empty feeling at my core, my addictive behaviors, my self-doubt and my choosing of self-abasing relationships -- were the "luck of the draw," or just bad choices. It never dawned on me that my behaviors were anchored in ...

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