I discovered many complexities in my relationship with my mother. She created a safe space for me to process my feelings, and she taught me that the world didn’t have to be soft with me.
My father held a lot of power in my world, and thankfully I learned to detach from the expectations I had of him. Although that ended up being a projection I would put onto men.
Parents are our first belief system – detangling from what we have learned and to hold space for our parents has been essential the older I get. And a reminder that parents themselves have an inner child that must’ve forgotten how to ask for affection; the one child in their life they don’t consider who may need it the most.
