After my abusive divorce from a narcissistic husband and going no contact with my narc mother, I felt so free and peaceful. I liked being alone because frankly my whole existence was being alone. You accept being alone because marriage and childhood was so lonely and abusive.
Yes me too. Years of not understanding how trauma affected me. I have all these symptoms. What a relief to be validated and seen. Now let the healing begin
1. Feeling shame because your emotional needs are real and they deserve to be met 2. Seeing empathy as some sort of unnecessary indulgence in life, such that others take you to be unsympathetic and uncaring 3. Doing everything alone but secretly wanting a helper, even feeling uncomfortable when receiving help 4. Frequent dissociation or checking out mentally via distractions like tv, reading books, or anything that lets you avoid your feelings for prolonged periods 5. Protecting your solitude as though your (emotional) safety lies in being alone 6. Habitually self-soothing, almost never co-regulating with another person...? 7. Longing to feel special but avoiding activities that would make you feel so 8. Treating intimacy like a performance, including when discussing your vulnerabilities 9. Being resistant to change or avoidant 10. Feeling deep inside that the problem lies with you, as if the shortcomings of your parents did not exist apart from you and probably predate your birth
Really, the problem does lie within you. The real test is when the same scenario is repeated throughout your life. Making real friends is hard for everyone and sometimes you have to just enjoy a strangers company. I don't mean sleep with them just chat people up. Taking a class at the local community center is a perfect place to do so.
I was really surprised that a lack of empathy was a symptom. I am exactly the opposite. Because I endured so much pain (physically and emotionally) growing up I want to do anything I can to make others feel they are important,worthy and lovable. I just can’t feel that way myself. I have always felt like I was some big fat joke and everyone knew the punchline but me.
@@TheEdiya I do not know. I did struggle in trying to succinctly summarize her points, and I found simply rendering the information intelligible to myself was enough trouble as it required a more dilated than laconic style... I had true difficulty following her...and that was actually why I endeavored to make these bullet points in case others like myself found themselves struggling to understand. I did what I could manage in the time that I had. You might want to listen to the video and come up with enhancements to my bullet points for the sake of the next person.
I was taken away from my parents age 6, because I had asthma and was missing school. I was sent to a boarding school.. I saw my parents for 2 hours on the first Saturday of every month. My mum felt sorry for the kids that didn't get visitors and spent all her time with them. I feel guilty because I was jealous. I went back home at ages 9 to a family that i just didn't know.. I never seemed to fit back in.. They were a family Been lost all my life.. Im married, 64, and live in my bedroom.. I feel safe on my own.. I dont really have anything to say to anyone. Looking forward to being with Jesus.. Hes my blessed hope...
The longer I live, all the more I understand what kind of evil I went through as a child. I look at my own children and I would rather die than hurt them in the ways I was hurt. I can't help but think its demonic and evil.
You're right, it is demonic. There may be powerful spiritual strongholds in our lives that we need persistent prayer over to cast out and prevent the harm from being passed down. God bless and protect us 🩷🙏🏼
I hear you. I grew up abused in every way you can think of. But my son is spoiled, loved and respected. He has a stable home, all his needs met. Only downfall is dad works too hard to make those things happen for him. Mom is stay at home and takes good care of him.
It is a terrible sin t hurt children in anger/spite. An adult has no right t abuse a defenseless child. Blv me I know how damaging it is t a kid on b abused by a violent parent. Screw them. Get away from them.
Having a narcissistic parent, I study narcissism. They say there is a demonic root to it 😢 At least I am learning thru people like Dr. Kim about what happened to me way back when. It is very helpful. Thanks Dr! 😊
I felt that my mother and father had me and then said, “ ok then raise yourself”. I was messed up for many years in adulthood but, I’m finally in a place where I feel stable. People have also noticed and commented that I am a very balanced person. Most of the time I am, but I still have my moments. Anyway, reading my Bible, praying, meditating and spending time alone with God has changed me. I know now that I am never alone and that I don’t need any person to justify who I am because I know who I am. I helped myself in this way and now I’m in a position to help other people which I enjoy doing. Please try to let go of the anger and resentment of the past. Look to now and to the future. You can’t change the past but, you can make your present and future a wonderful journey. I did and so can you. God does not favour anyone over another person. Only humans do that not God. What he did for me he will do for you too all you have to do is ask sincerely with all your heart and forgive and let go of the past. Let it go just give it to God. What do you have to lose except anger, hurt and resentment. Trade it it for love, joy and peace. I wish you all the very best.
Amen, God is so good! Reading my bible, and prayer has really helped me over the years. I'm 40 and I am finally healing and finding peace ❤ My dad was wonderful, God rest his soul....but my mother....was totally emotionally never available.. I feel like I was her oops baby...never wanted. I had to finally go no contact a few years ago. I couldn't take the toxic narcissism a second longer. I worked so hard to break those generational curses! ❤Hugs! I totally understand!
I love this, you know what I learned? Having a childhood like this isn’t always easy but it provides the opportunity to get to know your REAL Father! ❤
God isn't the solution for everyone, and I personally think it's dangerous to lead people to "God" as a solution for their trauma, because "God" does not just have one interpretation or form. Far from it. There are endless interpretations. Which one depends entirely on who you're talking to, and not everyone is talking about the same God but they tend to speak as if they are. Furthermore plenty of people use religion to rope people into further trauma and chaos, intentionally or not. I won't tell y'all your experiences with God are invalid for *you*, but please stop trying to apply and pass that on to other people. There are millions upon millions who have already been traumatized by religion and/or are at risk for further trauma, and you aren't being as helpful as you think you are. Maybe your church is great. However there are thousands that aren't, and not everyone can go to yours.
Im a bit unusual because I had one parent constantly telling me how useless I am and another saying I am “a little ray of sunshine”. Today I keep switching to one belief to another but never staying long enough to make it permanent.
It sounds like you wanted more than your fair share and got cut down to size. I have to remind myself I am not special to be mindful of other people. We all want to be the center piece but that placement is for God.
EVERYONE wants to feel special, at least in their parents' eyes. Wanting more than their fair share? You are victim blaming and adding to others' feelings of shame. @@leesmith7727
As I was listening to this I became wide eyed and in disbelief. I am a 63 y/o "Lone Wolf" and this list described me perfectly. All the pieces have fallen into place regarding the reasons why I am how I am. I just had my second open heart surgery 8 months ago to receive a mechanical mitral valve. The first one was a repair 18 yrs ago.I was completely on my own both times but thank God for Wal-Mart grocery delivery! Thank you for this morning's revelation!!
God speed and i hope you are doing better. Alone time is sometimes necessary to cope with neglect. You seem to know what to do to help yourself. I've reached out to get support from others and most friends don't know how to help me. They try to be there and i appreciate it. The only way i can finally be free of some of my sadness is through prayer and going to a counselor. I've been avoiding it because i don't want to feel the pain again of my past and afraid of changing. Isn't this strange? You are a survivor and are never alone. My faith in God literally has saved me on many occasions. May you continue to stay well and be at peace. 🙏 🙇♀️✝️💞
I grew up under the threat of punishment….wait till your Father comes home…he will deal with u…my Mother loved when I made simple mistakes..stuff them '!!!!!!!
Oh my god, this is my whole life....she says, sitting alone at home, avoiding human contact because it's safer that way, and why on earth would anyone want to have contact with someone as bad as her? Knowing empathy only as a gift to give other people, but never to squander on herself. Thank you for this video, you captured the whole thing perfectly, especially the issues around asking for help.
I look at other people showing emotion and I am straight away skeptical. I see other people using emotions as a way of manipulating me. I was forced (painfully) to stop crying at about 9 years old. I finally understand emotional neglect.
It was very difficult for me to trust others who were emotionally expressive also and I still have don't know how to use emotional expression in relating to others. I will think I've said too much, that my voice wavering betrays weakness and lack of self control only to discover that to the other participant I'm stone faced. There Are some people who never got hurt in the ways we did that sincerely have breadth and depth of emotion And they let it show. Some of them even see the value in us and come to us with their hurts because they genuinely believe in our abilities to hear them and witness their pain (or anger, or happiness etc) without discomfort or judgements. Those folks are not the ones who will tell us we are ice royalty with poker faces ;)
I'm like this in some aspect too. Like if my dad tries to make me feel special I doubt it. I numb it. But who knows maybe getting it from someone you trust more can indeed help, but who knows... it depends on how bad you have it, I guess.
I am 50. My mother followed the guidance of "let them cry it out" for babies. This was a recommendation that was popular during the mid to late 1960s and onward. I had been suspecting that she was raised in this manner, but even her mother disagreed to no avail. Our mother always had her nose in a book and couldn't be bothered.
Did she put food on the table and shoes on your feet? Was she present enough to know you needed a bath? My Mom struggled with those things and I don't accuse her. For a while I lived off mayo and sugar sandwiches. What were you crying about?
@@rhyfeddu yeah I don't know what this person's problem is but they're reacting to so many comments under this video, very self-centered and weirdly judgmental or just mean, especially when considering the topic of this video. Very sad.
@@SecondFloor2311 Didn't see they were spreading it throughout all comments; too bad. They're obviously in their anger about their own experience, but got the wrong targets in their sights - other people hurt in other ways. Shame.
After watching this, Marissa Peers, Dr. Gabor Mate, all of this makes perfect sense. My mom neglected all of her children, until the last, and then all of a sudden she started showing up. I blocked out most of childhood, and becoming hyper independent as a coping mechanism. I've asked for help, but most of the time no one shows up. So im used to doing it all by myself.
I like to be self sufficient and independent as i am only comfortable when alone , i find others exhausting . I also learned to be unemotional and neutral because as a child every emotion was ridiculed . I learned that no response to anything was safe .
Same. Hugs. After a breakup I kept looking up "get your ex back" stuff back and finally delved into attachment styles and I suddenly felt an absolute explosion of insight into myself literally shaking. I'm learning to feel my emotions more honestly. And I'm in a lot of pain but honestly I have never in my life felt like I've made more meaningful progress on ME emotionally as in the last 2 months.
Lucky to have had my father for the first five years. He died and left me with a mother who never wanted children and called me "stupid child" for asking questions. At 70, I'm a solo, still shut-down, super-achiever.
My older brother called me an ignoramus. My mother was so strung out on drugs to treat schizophrenia and my father wasn't in our lives. my brother was valedictorian of his high school. Even though he didn't seem to think much of me, I admired him. We both earned our way into college come hell or high water. The attention I didn't get at home was gotten by my peers. I was fortunate enough they weren't as concerned about my grades or the fact my mom was mentally ill and we lived in poverty. Ego plays a big part in our success. The drive for self preservation has to be strong. I have had to slay many dragons in my life.
My mother told me my dad was dead in a car crash..he was late home 🙄 I was 3.. she use to pretend to be dead when he came home from work because she was jealous that he went up to see me first..she had a heart condition and used that to manipulate her own way.. he then told me he thought we where going to loose her early on so I'd better be a good girl and help..I was 7 and that was the first time I felt the fear in the stomach which is now anxiety. My dad was an alcoholic and physically abusive with me probably because he was being manipulated by her..I am remembering so many abusive events from my childhood at nearly 60 and am trying to heal myself..To the outside world we where the perfect family
I worked so hard at “shutting up or Mom would give me something to cry about,” that I don’t seem to cry any more than eye watering but not tears. I simply don’t cry because of her brutal neglect and control of me. I worry about authorities telling me bad news because my reactions will definitely not be normal. So bad that they might see me as suspect. Neglect is a beastly state for a child. Your beautiful Cocoa sleeping through your talk is priceless. Animals ease my soul.
Hey I know how this feels and yet I know ppl that can't cry, show gratitude or love, but they really do care, are grateful, Wan to show their love - but simply can't bcs of the way the were treated in their formative years.... Let time heal you. Associate W nice ppl. Do what U enjoy & treat urself well. Time heals. It takes a while but hv patience. Praying for you...
I'm a recent widow and just coming to the understanding that I did go through emotional neglect as a child and then married a man (46 years) who continued the neglect. I don't think my parents meant to neglect me that way but life happens - my dad had a horrible accident and my mom became the bread winner in our family. Me, being the oldest child became a co-parent to my younger siblings at a very young age. No time for social interactions. I had to make sure the house was cleaned, supper started and everyone's homework done or answer for it when mom got home. Mom held us together but she did it angrily and with stern rules. Then I married my husband and for 46 years he never remembered my birthday, never celebrated an anniversary and discounted my wishes, hopes and needs if they differed from his. I am a doormat to be stepped on and so now I am going through a bit of self isolation and slamming the door shut to social opportunities. It's not that I don't think I should be treated any different. It IS that I doubt anyone would treat me any different and I am terrified to find out if they would.
My husband yells and screams he calls me mental. I told him I just need love and understanding and compassion. I told him he is the (sane person) he should be able to provide it! 71 years and old trauma is resurfacing!
Every single sign checks off for me. No surprise! Ive dedicated myself to doing everything I can to NOT ne like my own mother with my own kids. I have worked very hard to break the generational curses. Recently, my daughter told me that ive done a great job with it..she said, "mom...you are nothing like her! You are great!" Melted my heart 😊
Now I finally understand why I am who I am. I relate to all 10. Hardest part was growing up in the military, we moved every couple of years until I was 14. Never felt like I belonged, also had the urge to move every few years....still do.
I went to 8 different school by the time i was in 8th grade. Making friends when I was young was easy but by 8th grade I sat alone for roughly 10 minutes until Jeanette plopped down to join me. You know, I was grateful for that. I too had trouble staying in one place and pride myself for living in one city for 30 years and one house for 18 years. Not just that, it was hard for me to stay at one job for longer than 6 months. 3 years in the military was a great feat but here I am 23 years and 6 months at one university. You know how nature has a way of taking their land back? You've seen dilapidated houses covered in vines and a tree managed to thrive in the living room? I feel like this city has done the same to me.
I also went to 12 different schools by the time I was in 12th grade. Then having to constantly move almost once per year almost all of my entire life) have no place I belong or can live in without being an intruder, a burden, in the way etc all of my life. Long story short. Medical & other debilitating issues from severe stress since childhood. Living in sick making substandard housing with many daily building/structure/amenity issues, butv at least not dying outside on the street like a lot of people in my neighborhood. I'm 62. I loathe that other people went through this! But I am profoundly glad to know I am not alone, this comment chokes me up and I wish you both well in this comment thread.
Me, too. Military families are a subculture that no one thinks about. I never made friends because I always felt there wasn’t any point to make the emotional investment. I’d be gone in a couple of years. At 62, I still don’t bother because, let’s face it, people in general are untrustworthy and about as deep as a bottle cap.
Kim has made videos on how big an effect constant moving has especially with highly emotionally stunted parents to boot. I went to 7 schools in 6 countries. I can't believe it took me so long to fully realize that part of the story. Like every few years my entire universe would evaporate overnight and like some time traveler I'd be in a completely new country, new school, new everything. And this is pre internet and Skype. International phone calls was not an option. And now I'm fully realizing my parents did not do a damn thing to help me stay in even minimal touch with anyone. My mom even gave away my dogs. BOTH of them
Whenever I was asked about how I was feeling or why I seemed sad I was made to feel ashamed about my feelings or that I was over reacting. I learned to answer, "Nothing." whenever I was asked what was wrong. I can relate to all these and I was hoping I wouldn't.😒
I knew my mom was insanely volatile but I simply cannot believe how slow I was to understand how damn NEGLECTED I was except her rare good hours between insane mood swings.
Thank you for this clarity on neglect, Dr. Sage! How many of us boomers had fathers who had recently returned home from WW2 with rage issues and undiagnosed PTSD? My father was off the charts rageaholic when I was little. My childhood emotions were seen as stupid and selfish, and were mocked. Around 9 yrs old, I started spending weekends reading in my room or going to double feature movie matinees because being around the family was always hurtful. Now, in my later life, I spend a lot of time by myself.
Your description of dissociation through television is a key component to many problems of every generation since its invention. Now tik tok has expanded the effects. My first realization of this came after watching the “Cable Guy” with Jim Carrey. My parents and even many people my age always have to have a tv on as “background noise” I find it maddening. I turn off tvs everywhere I go.
I am an addict and I know there is underlying reasons for my personal issues and this is the first time that I have found anything that is how I feel about myself- Thank you
So many of these apply to me. In regards to not asking for help, there are many times when I am antagonistic to it because accepting external help used to mean accepting external control. My ideas, my vision and intented actions would get belittled and pushed aside and the next thing I knew I was doing as they wanted and being unable to object. Now it's like stay away from me unless you actually want to assist rather than invade. Yet at the same time, the longing is there.
I can see how my parents were emotionally neglected to. How could they give me what wasn't given to them? To them, growing up in the depression resulted in all they wanted was warm shelter and clothes and food to eat. I did get that and that was their best. God bless my parents, they did do their very best
I don't know if it is because I'm a man, but on point 7; "long to feel special", I had an opposite experience, for as far I can remember, even before I was 10, people would tell me I was "special", just before excluding me, at school nobody wanted to talk with me, my only friends were my books, I was reading a lot. Later on my work, I have a "funny" anecdote: a new guy came in our section, it was a biker, rock type; after about a week, he's coming to me and ask me:"why can I not talk with you?", not understanding the meaning of the question or where he is talking about, I answer "what do you mean?", the following sentence stunned me:"the boss told me that, if I wanted to avoid problems, I'd better not talk with you.", and that is the story of my life, people avoid me because I am "special", what ever that means, I never had an explanation, I am "just special". When I look in the mirror, I see a guy 5ft3, 100Lbs, the only thing is, people tell me: the way I walk, when I was younger, I was in a ballet school; but I don't think that explains the avoidance. I remember as teen, crying in my bed,wandering how to be "normal".
Relatable. I think most people grow up realizing they aren't special after all that their parent said to them and then begin longing to feel special. Meaning you can long for both in your lifetime, or that you would be special, but in a good way.
Special is not a great description in Australia to give someone it means they have a disability generally referred to as a bit slow. I think the term was used in a negative way to describe you unfortunately but love yourself instead of relying on others. Love your strengths, forgive your weaknesses, if you like dogs they love you back unconditionally. I wish you healing and acceptance I’m right behind you on the path.
This is funny. Special like a birthday. Be careful though, they have created a narrative around you that can get you denied a promotion. It isn't what you know it is who you know and someone has you isolated.
After experiencing a spiritual awakening for some years now I tend to want to be by myself more and more the loss of my beloved soul dog 6 months was like the worst pain I’ve ever felt he was that emotionally fulfilling companion that gave unconditional love. I feel he came into my life to show me what I always longed for and for that I’m grateful and hope to see him once again one day 🌈Thank you 🙏🏻
Wow my life makes more sense now. I’m 59. Damn this would been good to know a very long time ago. I was physically and mentally isolated from the world.
My mum has never said good morning to me, she doesn’t even really acknowledge me when I walk into the same room as her, but she’s not a bad mum, she doesn’t hate me or physically hurt me, she’s just a bit distant. She buys me what I want, offers me food, but she’s never really complimented me, or greeted me, or asked me how my day was, or when I’m visibly upset she’ll just kind of distance herself from me but will send me money to order food or buy that game I wanted. It’s clear she loves me, I know that, now at least, when I was young I wasn’t so sure because she didn’t hug me like I saw other kids get treated by their mothers. I could probably count all the times she’s ever hugged me on one hand, most of them felt forced, but some of them I could tell she really needed, like when I went missing at the shop and she finally found me or when I was 15 and I got really drunk and tried to jump off a building (not a suicide attempt, I was just drunk). I think she just has a lot of her own problems and trauma, as nice as my grandparents seem now, I know they weren’t the best when she was a kid, my grandad was an alcoholic and my nana worked a lot so she wasn’t home. She only really got better when they had another child, I just wished they could’ve sorted theirselves out for my mum, because she deserved better. Damn, sorry for ranting.
I was born in 1961. I know the words to EVERY SONG THAT CAME ON THE RADIO!! So much so that I would be riding in the car with my ex-husband and singing every song and he would get tired of me singing and then keep changing the station and ultimately turning the radio off!!😵💫
@@jeanetterawlings6132 Hmph! He should have learned the words and joined in, the Old Grump! And he could have sung HIS favourites, and you learn them ! Singing together is a lovely feeling.🇬🇧😊🌈🎼 🇬🇧🎼🌈💙🦉🎼🇬🇧
Hello, "jemrosekoontz" Im 76 and have loved Music all my life.🎼💙. It has been a valuable "Constant Companion", especially all the well loved Classics that have stood the test of time.🎼💙😊 🇬🇧😊🎼💙🦉🌈🇬🇧
Music is everything to me and has been a part of my DNA as well - I knew every single song on the radio and would sit in my room listening to music all the time.
I had too much working against me as a child. Narcissist father, a mother with mental illness. At six years old, my parents divorced. I didn't see them for two years. Alot of neglect in every way in childhood. Loneliness as a child. Nobody cared about it. I have ptsd which I'm still working on.
Life is amazing like that. That a person can go through so much for so long and not even realize the significance of seemingly everyday things that have impacted them in so many ways.
Thank you for this, every point hits home. The TV shows - I tell people I was raised by The Ingalls and The Waltons, despite being in suburban 80s London.
I loved my parents but did not like them and had they been neighbours instead of parents I would have had nothing to do with them. My parents died when I was in my early 60s and it was an overwhelming sense of relief that I felt most of all. No more trying to please and make them proud but always seeming to not entirely succeed, no more feeling guilty that I existed; especially where my mother was concerned. What saddens me most is all the possibilities of what could have been had they not been so emotionally retarded but I believe I made up for it with my own family and grandchildren so perhaps the circle has been squared.
I am sending this video to my seventeen year old daughter. I have suffered most of my life from neglect as child to abuse and then on to narcasstic abuse as a teenage mom. This explains a lot for me and I pray that it will help my child bc she does shut me out when her dad goes into his raging moments of his Narcassism. I don’t know how else to help he she said she would love some video to help her cope with how her life is…. Yes parental alienation is real. She is mistreated for the times she talks with me on the phone. I live several hours away. Lord please help us!🙏❤️
As the fourth of eight children, I remember being 5 or 6 and waking in the middle of the night from the usual nightmare. I'd go up to my parent's room, slide my hand beneath my mum's pillow to gently wake her, where I'd ask the question, "Do you still love me?" She would answer "Of course" then let me climb in to snuggle with her. Eventually, she tired of having her sleep interrupted so I would be immediately sent back to the room I shared with my brothers right away. Mum was a beautiful soul but there were times .......
So spot on Dr Sage. Each and every one rings true. Never ever feeling special is probably the hardest. Never asking for help has followed me all my life. Thank you so much for your clarity. So helpful.
I exactly know what this feels like I feel emotional neglected since I was young I’m now 41 and still feels this I feel ignored by my dysfunctional family no one cares to check on me they make me feel I’m not special or important to them.
Every single point that you stated is me 100%. I’m 53 and struggle with all these issues. My mother passed when I was 10 and when I went to live with my father, he abused me and was highly critical, then gave up on me and doesn’t talk to me to this day. I wish I knew how to be normal again.
Holy crap... listening for 3 minutes and I'm sobbing. I knew all this, thought I dealt with it all. Thought I had FINALLY found a special person who nutured me - loved me -saw me! Then he threw me away, too. Now I'm pretty sure I was better off just never knowing love than I am knowing love for a short time and having it ripped away. It's way more devastating losing it than never knowing it.
“Chronic self blame, toxic shame, and self abandonment”….is at the core of all the other things you mentioned. I self-soothe and have a hideous time with getting help from my therapist to ground me. I disassociate, constantly, consciously and subconsciously. I definitely feel like I’m putting on a performance when it comes to intimacy. All of the above. Thank you so much, Dr. Kim, for a very helpful, insightful video. You have a different take on things than most of the other wonderful resources I’ve acquired to start my recovery journey from CPTSD at 54. I’ve been healing for over a year and still have a long way to go. I’ll be a work in progress for the rest of my life. I’m glad I subscribed to your channel and look forward to seeing more of your information.
You matter to me. And I thank you. You really help me know myself. I’ve had a difficult life. Little by little it helps to understand the aspects life on a deeper level. I fear I will never be able to truly forgive my parents…even in the afterlife. How can heaven be heavenly with THEM anywhere.
Kathy, I can relate. But keep in mind that your parents were most likely afflicted by their own childhood neglect. This point of view is more useful than blame and shame, because if you can start with recognizing the mechanism of inherited conditioning, it may be possible to find your way to the next level. I say this but I must admit that this feeling only comes to me now in glimmers that occaisionally shine trhough my own resntment of my parents and a couple of my siblings. We all have been mired in a culture of sellf reliance that may have been useful and adaptive in another time and place. See it from above like a pit or a swamp and eventually we may find our way out. I wish us all the best ❤️
I've come to understand that it was all about their projection of their deficiency onto me, the sponge. I'm glad you can explain what was really happening. It helps a lot to process it all.By the way, I love your wallpaper!❤
Knowing is good, I'm not able to feel differently. I had people to show me true acceptance, but was over whelmed by the ones who didn't. So now I'm stuck, awkward and fearful of friendship. I don't enjoy being celebrated at Birthday, asking me to be at center stage. Just backstage, kitchen help etc. It's also easy for my friends to drop off example stop calling me, inviting me never wanting to take my picture. I ask they cut my head off etc it gives me a sick feeling Little kids and senior people like me though But that not enough for reasons oh well. So what thank you for giving me a place to share this. God bless you.
The part where you said you would come home and watch TV and make your frozen dinner hit so close to home with me. Since I was about 8 years old all the way through HS I was in daycare after school until nearly 6 PM everyday. I always watched kids get picked up and would regularly be the last child to go home. Then when I would get home I had to almost always fend for myself making a frozen dinner or some cup o soup. My mom was home but couldn't be bothered to cook for the family EVER. she was too tired from work or too tired because A or B. I learned to never ever count on her for anything. I had to pack my own lunch for school since I was in Kindergarten. My mom to this very day thinks its a badge of honor that she never packed my lunch. Just writing this I feel so unworthy of love because of this neglect. Thank you for making this video.
All your bullet points I can relate to. My oldest daughter and I are just now starting to talk again. Thankfully her counseling and my own have opened the doors to us having a relationship. The generational emotional neglect is so sad. My hope is that we will continue to be close. I love both my girls and I will make a conscious effort to let them both know they are loved by me. Thank you for your videos. They have helped in understanding why and what or what not happened.
My parents had lots of trauma and had no idea how to be what us kids needed to be. No hugs. No i love you unless they were depriving you of seeing friends or outside activities. The reason for not letting us kids experience life was they "loved us" and never let us out of their sight. Both my brother and sister are extremely dysfunctional because of this. So am I to a certain degree.
I am gobsmacked at the polite civil way we are taught to be 'social' rather than speaking and hearing truth. Given the abuse/neglect children go through in every street, usually in secret...that they then have to 'perform' at school, church, shopping etc is mad. Children should be crying, screaming, telling what's happening to them. Children and adults grown out of this should have safe havens, volunteers protecting and staying with them to help the truth, energy around it to come out. We need houses and forests, rivers, mountains...thousands of healing places with caring strong people and caring strong people to help them. This is literally a no brainer... Children and hurt children in adults need access to free care and respite, familiar community care..not a get ahead no sense competitive society. Personal is political and vice versa.
I was put in fostercare, moved from 3 homes at the age of 3. An autism diagnose sounds like an excuse. I've been treated so badly by healthcare for it, and it's such a shame for them who actually wants to have it as a diagnose.
@@AL-wn2tt Thank you for the kind words! It's fine, Its a part of life. Either you dwell on it or accept it. sure it's there, but acceptance is key in my opinion. Everyone has their story. I'm sure she did her best, and I could appreciate that personally. I don't know you , but I think you know what I mean. Thank you, once again.
Thank you for allowing yourself to be vulnerable with us. I’ve had similar experiences growing up so I truly respect what you are doing to help others heal. You are brave and I appreciate you.
Seeing empathy like “I didn’t have that so why do you need it” is a bit off the mark (for me anyway). I am more along the lines of “you can’t expect that from other people, expecting someone is else to help you is like going to the desert for water, it’s a recipe for disappointment”
This video helped me so much. Thank you. It’s bittersweet knowing i’m not alone in this because i would never wish what i have suffered upon anyone else ❤
Beautiful, calm setting! Beautiful wallpaper, beautiful cat, and dangit, I'm all 10. Thank you, your videos are really helping things click in my head.
what you said is ever so true. over 70 yrs.old and you brought out things with truth that made me cry. hearing you and learning all this makes me feel more okay with myself. thank you.
New sub here. Love your channel. Everything you said was me. I was broken for decades, but recently healed by my Heavenly Father ❤. Thank you Lord 🙏 Love 💗 your Kitty 🐱 cat! 🐈
Kim one thing I'm so grateful is you mention in some videos is trauma from frequent moving. My dad was a senior diplomat so I went to SEVEN schools in 6 countries with an incredibly volatile mother and emotionally shut down father. I recently let it sink in that every time we moved my ENTIRE world and friends evaporated overnight and my parents never - not one time - asked how i felt about that nor made the slightest attempt to help me stay in contact with friends. this is pre internet and pre Skype calls and long distance landline calls cost a fortune. One time I missed my close friends after a move and made several phone calls , secretly, and when the bill came my mom flew into an absolute volcano rage. But then never not once thought to do one thing to help me stay in touch with anyone. She even gave my dogs away. TWICE. I have never owned a dog from acquisition to death. Now when I'm finally, fully verbalising and feeling this, I literally can't believe I haven't been more angry about this.
Yes, all 10 apply to me too. I am so brainwashed that I can't bring myself to go for therapy. I say, what's the point, at 77? It struck me that so many comments showed that so many of my generation were mistreated this way.
I was the scapegoat in my family right from the get-go. I was the middle child - a girl - with four brothers, two older and two younger. They treated me the way my parents treated me and got away with it. I lived in my bedroom most of the time. I have always felt like I don't belong in this world. I have lived alone for nearly thirty five years since my second divorce and I am very happy with my life now. It is safe. At 75 there is no point in attempting the 'work'. I am also an INFJ with all the attributes that come with that, but that just made it even harder for people to relate to me. But I am being true to myself now - at long last. No more more masks.
Same for me. In my case, I had 4 older brothers and 1 younger brother. I NEVER felt special. Ever. I was nothing but a maid servant to everyone, including my mother. I wasn't treated in any special way, being the only girl. I was controlled by my mother and felt if I didn't do what she wanted, I would disappoint her and she wouldn't love me. I often felt she loved my brothers more. On many occasions, in addition to the emotional abuse, there was physical abuse because it was easier to beat on me, the girl, the punching bag of the family. I just never felt like I counted. I was always shuffled here and there, and learned to be on my own. At night in bed, I would imagine how they would feel if I died and would dream of my funeral. I was, and am, a loner, and very shy and a social misfit. I'm 68 now and I haven't seen my 3 living brothers in 28 years, since our mother's funeral. I can't remember much of my dysfunctional childhood or early teen years, and I know it's because I blocked them out. My dad wasn't around much because of his drinking, and I barely remember him, but I miss him. He was easygoing. Does that make sense? He died less than a month into his 46th year from cancer. I've learned to live with what I experienced, but I wish I knew why I was treated the way I was. I'll never know. I'm sorry this happened to you, too. Like they say, whatever doesn't kill us, only makes us stronger. ❤ Blessings!+
Thank you! I have read a whole book on emotional neglect and identified myself as having lived that, but you present the impacts of emotional neglect in a masterful way leading me to completely understand how facets of myself came from this childhood treatment.
My parents are the best parents I could have ever asked for but since my dad died at 74 - I'm left with my mom and I'm learning a lot about myself in my relationship with her alone. She was an LCSW but she has very little empathy. This is informative. Wow, we are a lot alike.
This is the first time I've watched something like this - usually I'm watching things that help me to understand my dysfunctional siblings. But today this came up on my feed and touched a super-sensitive nerve, and cast a fresh light on my self-understanding. I'm feeling deeply shattered after watching it, and not sure that I'm ready to hear more. But thank you for your profound insights.
I grew up this way. It took years for me to recognize some thing was wrong. I didn't know anything else. The way i was ignored was not on purpose, it was just the way it was. In addition i am an only child so i don't even have siblings to lean on. I spend most of my time alone. My kids are grown. There is not going to be any grand children. Most days i ask myself what is the purpose of existing.
You are awesome in your easy to understand explanation. I thank you so much. Funny too, I went to college late (60) and have a masters in social work. I needed the education in order to understand myself. Like yourself, mom was a single parent and worked. I was always alone and this video is a another explanation of why I am who I am. Finally, at 68 I am ok with myself and content.
If it's not the shame by itself of being seen being emotionally tattered and torn from abandonment, it's the fact of being belittled that clams me up. Fear of displeasing. Fear of falling on the wrong ears. Fear of being punitively ridiculed or snapped at. It's the constant wall I am forced to put up from being constantly emotionally shut down and imprisoned inside, always forced to recoil from trying to people please at all costs mostly by the fear of being met by more people who act estranged as if being vulnerable is unfamiliar territory never mind their insensitive stonewalling disregard, dismissive disdain, or disparage by their lack of emotional presence or absence that they then blame YOU for!!!!!!
The part about it not even occurring to you to ask for help hit me hard. I think I internalized the idea that people would either not want to help me, not have time to help me, feel burdened by helping me, or ultimately not know how to help me. I took pride in getting myself through many tough situations alone and deep down I still truly believe I'm the only person I can rely on completely- people might try, but they can switch up at any moment. I'm only now realizing that this is very tied to my experiences as a child and adolescent (especially after my father suddenly passed).
Thank you for this video. I enjoyed your shorts but as a dyslexicI couldn’t read your content easily. Please can you read out your words? It’s brave to do this work and I appreciate you and want to easily see what you’re saying. Bless you for stepping forward to share your work and life stories ❤ thank you
I think I've gotten rather robotic, and thinking I'm doing pretty dang good, then I watch this and realize how wrecked I really am deep inside from emotional neglect during childhood and during a 24 year old marriage that I fled from out of fear for my life, about 13 years ago. In the past for many years, being in love and obsessing and fantasizing gave me a desire to live. Without those things driving me, I had to grope my way forward. But then along came Jesus. I love serving Him, helping others, but there's a wound inside that makes me want to be alone a lot and just avoid those with sadistic streaks, users who have no empathy but want access to 24/7 sympathy, and the general meanness of the world.
Thanks Dr. Sage. this is so real for me. Lately Ive come to realize that my parents conditioned us kids the way they were conditioned. As the youngest, I was affected not only by my cold parents, but also by the confused coping strategies of my siblings. Resentment, blame and shame is the natural response, but that just deepens the trouble. Lately Ive found it helpful to see this inherited behavior of conditioning as it may have been adaptive in a different historical context, but not so useful today. I'm trying to map it to see if there is a way out at age 62. Wnother video with your advice for us would be welcomed!
#7 is one of my main feelings. I’m just truly seeing this and accepting it and figuring out how to manage it. I don’t want to be famous lol but.. I do want to be acknowledged. I feel like I’m watched a lot and my ideas are stolen, I’m constantly criticized but for things that ppl “admire” about me but for some reason they won’t/can’t tell me. I also don’t ask for help, each time I have it’s a disaster and. I’ve ended up regretting it.
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"Only safe when you're alone." Yep.
There is some truth to this because you avoid being questioned. You don't want to explain yourself anymore than an abuser does.
There's obviously truth to this; that's why we feel it.@@leesmith7727
After my abusive divorce from a narcissistic husband and going no contact with my narc mother, I felt so free and peaceful. I liked being alone because frankly my whole existence was being alone. You accept being alone because marriage and childhood was so lonely and abusive.
@@KA-mq4wjBlessings.
Absolutely.
60 years now, beginning to understand what happened to me. Through people like you. Thank you.
Yes me too. Years of not understanding how trauma affected me. I have all these symptoms. What a relief to be validated and seen. Now let the healing begin
Same, 65 yrs old last year when I figured out what happened me
Sending all of you my love, empathy and best wishes ❤
Bless your heart, me too
Ditto
1. Feeling shame because your emotional needs are real and they deserve to be met
2. Seeing empathy as some sort of unnecessary indulgence in life, such that others take you to be unsympathetic and uncaring
3. Doing everything alone but secretly wanting a helper, even feeling uncomfortable when receiving help
4. Frequent dissociation or checking out mentally via distractions like tv, reading books, or anything that lets you avoid your feelings for prolonged periods
5. Protecting your solitude as though your (emotional) safety lies in being alone
6. Habitually self-soothing, almost never co-regulating with another person...?
7. Longing to feel special but avoiding activities that would make you feel so
8. Treating intimacy like a performance, including when discussing your vulnerabilities
9. Being resistant to change or avoidant
10. Feeling deep inside that the problem lies with you, as if the shortcomings of your parents did not exist apart from you and probably predate your birth
Really, the problem does lie within you. The real test is when the same scenario is repeated throughout your life. Making real friends is hard for everyone and sometimes you have to just enjoy a strangers company. I don't mean sleep with them just chat people up. Taking a class at the local community center is a perfect place to do so.
You are not being helpful. @@leesmith7727
I was really surprised that a lack of empathy was a symptom. I am exactly the opposite. Because I endured so much pain (physically and emotionally) growing up I want to do anything I can to make others feel they are important,worthy and lovable. I just can’t feel that way myself. I have always felt like I was some big fat joke and everyone knew the punchline but me.
What does #6 mean?
@@TheEdiya I do not know. I did struggle in trying to succinctly summarize her points, and I found simply rendering the information intelligible to myself was enough trouble as it required a more dilated than laconic style... I had true difficulty following her...and that was actually why I endeavored to make these bullet points in case others like myself found themselves struggling to understand. I did what I could manage in the time that I had. You might want to listen to the video and come up with enhancements to my bullet points for the sake of the next person.
I was taken away from my parents age 6, because I had asthma and was missing school.
I was sent to a boarding school..
I saw my parents for 2 hours on the first Saturday of every month.
My mum felt sorry for the kids that didn't get visitors and spent all her time with them.
I feel guilty because I was jealous.
I went back home at ages 9 to a family that i just didn't know..
I never seemed to fit back in..
They were a family
Been lost all my life..
Im married, 64, and live in my bedroom..
I feel safe on my own..
I dont really have anything to say to anyone.
Looking forward to being with Jesus..
Hes my blessed hope...
i understand you, I am sorry for you and me, the world isn’t a fair place!
The longer I live, all the more I understand what kind of evil I went through as a child. I look at my own children and I would rather die than hurt them in the ways I was hurt. I can't help but think its demonic and evil.
You're right, it is demonic. There may be powerful spiritual strongholds in our lives that we need persistent prayer over to cast out and prevent the harm from being passed down. God bless and protect us 🩷🙏🏼
I hear you. I grew up abused in every way you can think of. But my son is spoiled, loved and respected. He has a stable home, all his needs met. Only downfall is dad works too hard to make those things happen for him. Mom is stay at home and takes good care of him.
It is a terrible sin t hurt children in anger/spite. An adult has no right t abuse a defenseless child. Blv me I know how damaging it is t a kid on b abused by a violent parent. Screw them. Get away from them.
I understand, me too x❤
Having a narcissistic parent, I study narcissism.
They say there is a demonic root to it 😢 At least I am learning thru people like Dr. Kim about what happened to me way back when.
It is very helpful. Thanks Dr! 😊
Not only were those feelings not met, but the fact that you have them was seen as indulging in frivolous luxuries.
Yes, 100%
GOD BLESS YOU NANCY
YES. Or an insult to the parents...
I finally know at 62 years of age why I am like I am, thank you ❤
I felt that my mother and father had me and then said, “ ok then raise yourself”. I was messed up for many years in adulthood but, I’m finally in a place where I feel stable. People have also noticed and commented that I am a very balanced person. Most of the time I am, but I still have my moments. Anyway, reading my Bible, praying, meditating and spending time alone with God has changed me. I know now that I am never alone and that I don’t need any person to justify who I am because I know who I am. I helped myself in this way and now I’m in a position to help other people which I enjoy doing. Please try to let go of the anger and resentment of the past. Look to now and to the future. You can’t change the past but, you can make your present and future a wonderful journey. I did and so can you. God does not favour anyone over another person. Only humans do that not God. What he did for me he will do for you too all you have to do is ask sincerely with all your heart and forgive and let go of the past. Let it go just give it to God. What do you have to lose except anger, hurt and resentment. Trade it it for love, joy and peace. I wish you all the very best.
I agree ❤ God is healing me. The Bible is so powerful!! Thank you 🙏 God bless you and everyone who is healing from childhood trauma ❤
Amen, God is so good! Reading my bible, and prayer has really helped me over the years. I'm 40 and I am finally healing and finding peace ❤
My dad was wonderful, God rest his soul....but my mother....was totally emotionally never available.. I feel like I was her oops baby...never wanted. I had to finally go no contact a few years ago. I couldn't take the toxic narcissism a second longer. I worked so hard to break those generational curses!
❤Hugs! I totally understand!
I love this, you know what I learned? Having a childhood like this isn’t always easy but it provides the opportunity to get to know your REAL Father! ❤
Amen. God bless 🩷
God isn't the solution for everyone, and I personally think it's dangerous to lead people to "God" as a solution for their trauma, because "God" does not just have one interpretation or form. Far from it. There are endless interpretations. Which one depends entirely on who you're talking to, and not everyone is talking about the same God but they tend to speak as if they are. Furthermore plenty of people use religion to rope people into further trauma and chaos, intentionally or not.
I won't tell y'all your experiences with God are invalid for *you*, but please stop trying to apply and pass that on to other people. There are millions upon millions who have already been traumatized by religion and/or are at risk for further trauma, and you aren't being as helpful as you think you are. Maybe your church is great. However there are thousands that aren't, and not everyone can go to yours.
I feel like just being and talking with people feel like performance, not only in intimate situations.
Oh wow. You have explained this feeling that I experience perfectly.
Me, too x
Oh, yes!
Im a bit unusual because I had one parent constantly telling me how useless I am and another saying I am “a little ray of sunshine”. Today I keep switching to one belief to another but never staying long enough to make it permanent.
@@yvasquez2449 enough t drive U mad....b GD t urself. Time heals.
All 10! The one that stands out the most, feeling special. I was constantly told that i was not special, by my mother. It still hurts at 53.
Same. My mother felt like shit about herself and she saw no reason why I shouldn't as well. Took every opportunity to put me down and shame me.
It sounds like you wanted more than your fair share and got cut down to size. I have to remind myself I am not special to be mindful of other people. We all want to be the center piece but that placement is for God.
Same. I started to notice this in my mid-late 30’s
EVERYONE wants to feel special, at least in their parents' eyes. Wanting more than their fair share? You are victim blaming and adding to others' feelings of shame. @@leesmith7727
That’s awful. It's important to treat yourself with kindness and understand that your past experiences do not define your worth or future.
As I was listening to this I became wide eyed and in disbelief. I am a 63 y/o "Lone Wolf" and this list described me perfectly. All the pieces have fallen into place regarding the reasons why I am how I am. I just had my second open heart surgery 8 months ago to receive a mechanical mitral valve. The first one was a repair 18 yrs ago.I was completely on my own both times but thank God for Wal-Mart grocery delivery! Thank you for this morning's revelation!!
God speed and i hope you are doing better. Alone time is sometimes necessary to cope with neglect. You seem to know what to do to help yourself.
I've reached out to get support from others and most friends don't know how to help me. They try to be there and i appreciate it. The only way i can finally be free of some of my sadness is through prayer and going to a counselor. I've been avoiding it because i don't want to feel the pain again of my past and afraid of changing. Isn't this strange?
You are a survivor and are never alone. My faith in God literally has saved me on many occasions. May you continue to stay well and be at peace. 🙏 🙇♀️✝️💞
At 72 I too am still on the journey to understand and move forward
I grew up under the threat of punishment….wait till your Father comes home…he will deal with u…my Mother loved when I made simple mistakes..stuff them '!!!!!!!
Thanks for caring about us Kim.
It's really an honor that you are here. I truly appreciate that you all let me be here this way. 🙏
Oh my god, this is my whole life....she says, sitting alone at home, avoiding human contact because it's safer that way, and why on earth would anyone want to have contact with someone as bad as her? Knowing empathy only as a gift to give other people, but never to squander on herself.
Thank you for this video, you captured the whole thing perfectly, especially the issues around asking for help.
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Partway through this video I started crying. So many of these resonate with me, but I struggle to accept the reality of what my childhood was.
Me to
Ditto 😢I don’t think I’ve felt this ‘seen’ in a long time
I look at other people showing emotion and I am straight away skeptical. I see other people using emotions as a way of manipulating me. I was forced (painfully) to stop crying at about 9 years old. I finally understand emotional neglect.
It was very difficult for me to trust others who were emotionally expressive also and I still have don't know how to use emotional expression in relating to others. I will think I've said too much, that my voice wavering betrays weakness and lack of self control only to discover that to the other participant I'm stone faced. There Are some people who never got hurt in the ways we did that sincerely have breadth and depth of emotion And they let it show. Some of them even see the value in us and come to us with their hurts because they genuinely believe in our abilities to hear them and witness their pain (or anger, or happiness etc) without discomfort or judgements. Those folks are not the ones who will tell us we are ice royalty with poker faces ;)
I'm like this in some aspect too. Like if my dad tries to make me feel special I doubt it. I numb it. But who knows maybe getting it from someone you trust more can indeed help, but who knows... it depends on how bad you have it, I guess.
I am 50. My mother followed the guidance of "let them cry it out" for babies. This was a recommendation that was popular during the mid to late 1960s and onward. I had been suspecting that she was raised in this manner, but even her mother disagreed to no avail. Our mother always had her nose in a book and couldn't be bothered.
Did she put food on the table and shoes on your feet? Was she present enough to know you needed a bath? My Mom struggled with those things and I don't accuse her. For a while I lived off mayo and sugar sandwiches. What were you crying about?
@@leesmith7727#1) It's not a competition. #2) The video is about emotional neglect, not physical neglect. The commenter is on topic.
@@rhyfeddu yeah I don't know what this person's problem is but they're reacting to so many comments under this video, very self-centered and weirdly judgmental or just mean, especially when considering the topic of this video. Very sad.
@@SecondFloor2311 Didn't see they were spreading it throughout all comments; too bad. They're obviously in their anger about their own experience, but got the wrong targets in their sights - other people hurt in other ways. Shame.
Shut up. Your trauma is not more valid than anyone else's.@@leesmith7727
After watching this, Marissa Peers, Dr. Gabor Mate, all of this makes perfect sense. My mom neglected all of her children, until the last, and then all of a sudden she started showing up. I blocked out most of childhood, and becoming hyper independent as a coping mechanism. I've asked for help, but most of the time no one shows up. So im used to doing it all by myself.
Same with feeling I have no one there for me. I’m there for myself, but sometimes we need a cushion to fall on.
I like to be self sufficient and independent as i am only comfortable when alone , i find others exhausting .
I also learned to be unemotional and neutral because as a child every emotion was ridiculed .
I learned that no response to anything was safe .
Same. Hugs. After a breakup I kept looking up "get your ex back" stuff back and finally delved into attachment styles and I suddenly felt an absolute explosion of insight into myself literally shaking. I'm learning to feel my emotions more honestly. And I'm in a lot of pain but honestly I have never in my life felt like I've made more meaningful progress on ME emotionally as in the last 2 months.
Lucky to have had my father for the first five years. He died and left me with a mother who never wanted children and called me "stupid child" for asking questions. At 70, I'm a solo, still shut-down, super-achiever.
My older brother called me an ignoramus. My mother was so strung out on drugs to treat schizophrenia and my father wasn't in our lives. my brother was valedictorian of his high school. Even though he didn't seem to think much of me, I admired him. We both earned our way into college come hell or high water.
The attention I didn't get at home was gotten by my peers. I was fortunate enough they weren't as concerned about my grades or the fact my mom was mentally ill and we lived in poverty. Ego plays a big part in our success. The drive for self preservation has to be strong. I have had to slay many dragons in my life.
You can heal and change. Jesus Christ will help you if you let Him..
Don't bring religion into this. @@danilaroche1156
Oh, please, glad it worked for you but stop preaching. It's not your job. @@danilaroche1156
I had the Stupid thing from my Father , he couldn't even say it properly, Stupid was his most used word , shocking damage , thankfully now corrected .
My mother told me my dad was dead in a car crash..he was late home 🙄 I was 3.. she use to pretend to be dead when he came home from work because she was jealous that he went up to see me first..she had a heart condition and used that to manipulate her own way.. he then told me he thought we where going to loose her early on so I'd better be a good girl and help..I was 7 and that was the first time I felt the fear in the stomach which is now anxiety. My dad was an alcoholic and physically abusive with me probably because he was being manipulated by her..I am remembering so many abusive events from my childhood at nearly 60 and am trying to heal myself..To the outside world we where the perfect family
I worked so hard at “shutting up or Mom would give me something to cry about,” that I don’t seem to cry any more than eye watering but not tears. I simply don’t cry because of her brutal neglect and control of me. I worry about authorities telling me bad news because my reactions will definitely not be normal. So bad that they might see me as suspect. Neglect is a beastly state for a child.
Your beautiful Cocoa sleeping through your talk is priceless. Animals ease my soul.
Hey I know how this feels and yet I know ppl that can't cry, show gratitude or love, but they really do care, are grateful, Wan to show their love - but simply can't bcs of the way the were treated in their formative years....
Let time heal you. Associate W nice ppl. Do what U enjoy & treat urself well.
Time heals. It takes a while but hv patience. Praying for you...
I have the same issue. But for me, crying also speaks that I failed, and am a failure.
I'm a recent widow and just coming to the understanding that I did go through emotional neglect as a child and then married a man (46 years) who continued the neglect. I don't think my parents meant to neglect me that way but life happens - my dad had a horrible accident and my mom became the bread winner in our family. Me, being the oldest child became a co-parent to my younger siblings at a very young age. No time for social interactions. I had to make sure the house was cleaned, supper started and everyone's homework done or answer for it when mom got home. Mom held us together but she did it angrily and with stern rules. Then I married my husband and for 46 years he never remembered my birthday, never celebrated an anniversary and discounted my wishes, hopes and needs if they differed from his. I am a doormat to be stepped on and so now I am going through a bit of self isolation and slamming the door shut to social opportunities. It's not that I don't think I should be treated any different. It IS that I doubt anyone would treat me any different and I am terrified to find out if they would.
My husband yells and screams he calls me mental. I told him I just need love and understanding and compassion. I told him he is the (sane person) he should be able to provide it! 71 years and old trauma is resurfacing!
I will be 54 soon,and I cannot believe Im still discovering & learning !! Just ,WOW. ❤❤❤
After a breakup I finally learned a deep dived into my attachment styles. And it literally blew my whole world open
Every single sign checks off for me. No surprise!
Ive dedicated myself to doing everything I can to NOT ne like my own mother with my own kids. I have worked very hard to break the generational curses.
Recently, my daughter told me that ive done a great job with it..she said, "mom...you are nothing like her! You are great!" Melted my heart 😊
Now I finally understand why I am who I am. I relate to all 10. Hardest part was growing up in the military, we moved every couple of years until I was 14. Never felt like I belonged, also had the urge to move every few years....still do.
I went to 8 different school by the time i was in 8th grade. Making friends when I was young was easy but by 8th grade I sat alone for roughly 10 minutes until Jeanette plopped down to join me. You know, I was grateful for that. I too had trouble staying in one place and pride myself for living in one city for 30 years and one house for 18 years. Not just that, it was hard for me to stay at one job for longer than 6 months. 3 years in the military was a great feat but here I am 23 years and 6 months at one university. You know how nature has a way of taking their land back? You've seen dilapidated houses covered in vines and a tree managed to thrive in the living room? I feel like this city has done the same to me.
I also went to 12 different schools by the time I was in 12th grade.
Then having to constantly move almost once per year almost all of my entire life) have no place I belong or can live in without being an intruder, a burden, in the way etc all of my life. Long story short. Medical & other debilitating issues from severe stress since childhood.
Living in sick making substandard housing with many daily building/structure/amenity issues, butv at least not dying outside on the street like a lot of people in my neighborhood.
I'm 62. I loathe that other people went through this! But I am profoundly glad to know I am not alone, this comment chokes me up and I wish you both well in this comment thread.
Me, too. Military families are a subculture that no one thinks about. I never made friends because I always felt there wasn’t any point to make the emotional investment. I’d be gone in a couple of years. At 62, I still don’t bother because, let’s face it, people in general are untrustworthy and about as deep as a bottle cap.
Kim has made videos on how big an effect constant moving has especially with highly emotionally stunted parents to boot. I went to 7 schools in 6 countries. I can't believe it took me so long to fully realize that part of the story. Like every few years my entire universe would evaporate overnight and like some time traveler I'd be in a completely new country, new school, new everything. And this is pre internet and Skype. International phone calls was not an option. And now I'm fully realizing my parents did not do a damn thing to help me stay in even minimal touch with anyone. My mom even gave away my dogs. BOTH of them
Whenever I was asked about how I was feeling or why I seemed sad I was made to feel ashamed about my feelings or that I was over reacting. I learned to answer, "Nothing." whenever I was asked what was wrong. I can relate to all these and I was hoping I wouldn't.😒
I knew my mom was insanely volatile but I simply cannot believe how slow I was to understand how damn NEGLECTED I was except her rare good hours between insane mood swings.
Thank you for this clarity on neglect, Dr. Sage!
How many of us boomers had fathers who had recently returned home from WW2 with rage issues and undiagnosed PTSD? My father was off the charts rageaholic when I was little. My childhood emotions were seen as stupid and selfish, and were mocked. Around 9 yrs old, I started spending weekends reading in my room or going to double feature movie matinees because being around the family was always hurtful. Now, in my later life, I spend a lot of time by myself.
Your description of dissociation through television is a key component to many problems of every generation since its invention. Now tik tok has expanded the effects. My first realization of this came after watching the “Cable Guy” with Jim Carrey. My parents and even many people my age always have to have a tv on as “background noise” I find it maddening. I turn off tvs everywhere I go.
Same being a house cleaner I feel so bad for the women. They are me too.
I hate tvs too.
I am an addict and I know there is underlying reasons for my personal issues and this is the first time that I have found anything that is how I feel about myself- Thank you
So many of these apply to me. In regards to not asking for help, there are many times when I am antagonistic to it because accepting external help used to mean accepting external control. My ideas, my vision and intented actions would get belittled and pushed aside and the next thing I knew I was doing as they wanted and being unable to object. Now it's like stay away from me unless you actually want to assist rather than invade. Yet at the same time, the longing is there.
I can see how my parents were emotionally neglected to. How could they give me what wasn't given to them? To them, growing up in the depression resulted in all they wanted was warm shelter and clothes and food to eat. I did get that and that was their best. God bless my parents, they did do their very best
I don't know if it is because I'm a man, but on point 7; "long to feel special", I had an opposite experience, for as far I can remember, even before I was 10, people would tell me I was "special", just before excluding me, at school nobody wanted to talk with me, my only friends were my books, I was reading a lot. Later on my work, I have a "funny" anecdote: a new guy came in our section, it was a biker, rock type; after about a week, he's coming to me and ask me:"why can I not talk with you?", not understanding the meaning of the question or where he is talking about, I answer "what do you mean?", the following sentence stunned me:"the boss told me that, if I wanted to avoid problems, I'd better not talk with you.", and that is the story of my life, people avoid me because I am "special", what ever that means, I never had an explanation, I am "just special". When I look in the mirror, I see a guy 5ft3, 100Lbs, the only thing is, people tell me: the way I walk, when I was younger, I was in a ballet school; but I don't think that explains the avoidance. I remember as teen, crying in my bed,wandering how to be "normal".
Relatable. I think most people grow up realizing they aren't special after all that their parent said to them and then begin longing to feel special. Meaning you can long for both in your lifetime, or that you would be special, but in a good way.
You are great just the way you are. ❤
Special is not a great description in Australia to give someone it means they have a disability generally referred to as a bit slow. I think the term was used in a negative way to describe you unfortunately but love yourself instead of relying on others. Love your strengths, forgive your weaknesses, if you like dogs they love you back unconditionally. I wish you healing and acceptance I’m right behind you on the path.
I bet you're very cool in some ways..
This is funny. Special like a birthday. Be careful though, they have created a narrative around you that can get you denied a promotion. It isn't what you know it is who you know and someone has you isolated.
After experiencing a spiritual awakening for some years now I tend to want to be by myself more and more the loss of my beloved soul dog 6 months was like the worst pain I’ve ever felt he was that emotionally fulfilling companion that gave unconditional love. I feel he came into my life to show me what I always longed for and for that I’m grateful and hope to see him once again one day 🌈Thank you 🙏🏻
Wow my life makes more sense now. I’m 59. Damn this would been good to know a very long time ago.
I was physically and mentally isolated from the world.
Lived it. Spot on, been dealing with the aftermath for 70+ yrs. Glad to have confirmation on what I’ve been working on for so much of my life.
These were scarily spot on. Especially understand we have learned to be comfortable in our solitude.
My mum has never said good morning to me, she doesn’t even really acknowledge me when I walk into the same room as her, but she’s not a bad mum, she doesn’t hate me or physically hurt me, she’s just a bit distant. She buys me what I want, offers me food, but she’s never really complimented me, or greeted me, or asked me how my day was, or when I’m visibly upset she’ll just kind of distance herself from me but will send me money to order food or buy that game I wanted. It’s clear she loves me, I know that, now at least, when I was young I wasn’t so sure because she didn’t hug me like I saw other kids get treated by their mothers. I could probably count all the times she’s ever hugged me on one hand, most of them felt forced, but some of them I could tell she really needed, like when I went missing at the shop and she finally found me or when I was 15 and I got really drunk and tried to jump off a building (not a suicide attempt, I was just drunk). I think she just has a lot of her own problems and trauma, as nice as my grandparents seem now, I know they weren’t the best when she was a kid, my grandad was an alcoholic and my nana worked a lot so she wasn’t home. She only really got better when they had another child, I just wished they could’ve sorted theirselves out for my mum, because she deserved better. Damn, sorry for ranting.
You also deserve better ❤
Yes, I buried myself in music and records starting at age 2. I am 72 now.
I was born in 1961. I know the words to EVERY SONG THAT CAME ON THE RADIO!! So much so that I would be riding in the car with my ex-husband and singing every song and he would get tired of me singing and then keep changing the station and ultimately turning the radio off!!😵💫
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Music is everything to me and has been a part of my DNA as well - I knew every single song on the radio and would sit in my room listening to music all the time.
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I had too much working against me as a child. Narcissist father, a mother with mental illness. At six years old, my parents divorced. I didn't see them for two years. Alot of neglect in every way in childhood. Loneliness as a child. Nobody cared about it. I have ptsd which I'm still working on.
Life is amazing like that. That a person can go through so much for so long and not even realize the significance of seemingly everyday things that have impacted them in so many ways.
Exactly
This was so good. I'm 66, and I'm just now starting to understand what happened to me.
Thank you for this, every point hits home. The TV shows - I tell people I was raised by The Ingalls and The Waltons, despite being in suburban 80s London.
I loved my parents but did not like them and had they been neighbours instead of parents I would have had nothing to do with them. My parents died when I was in my early 60s and it was an overwhelming sense of relief that I felt most of all. No more trying to please and make them proud but always seeming to not entirely succeed, no more feeling guilty that I existed; especially where my mother was concerned. What saddens me most is all the possibilities of what could have been had they not been so emotionally retarded but I believe I made up for it with my own family and grandchildren so perhaps the circle has been squared.
I am sending this video to my seventeen year old daughter. I have suffered most of my life from neglect as child to abuse and then on to narcasstic abuse as a teenage mom. This explains a lot for me and I pray that it will help my child bc she does shut me out when her dad goes into his raging moments of his Narcassism. I don’t know how else to help he she said she would love some video to help her cope with how her life is…. Yes parental alienation is real. She is mistreated for the times she talks with me on the phone. I live several hours away.
Lord please help us!🙏❤️
❤❤❤❤❤❤ love and warm fuzzies to you and your daughter
Is your daughter living with her narcissistic Dad? That is not a good situation for her.
@@janetblanc7658I agree totaly
Kim proves that people who experienced the most pain makes the best therapists
This is me! I love you so much Dr. Kim!!!! I have CPTSD and emotionally neglected- even my health
Sending love right back to you!💖
Me too! ❤
As the fourth of eight children, I remember being 5 or 6 and waking in the middle of the night from the usual nightmare. I'd go up to my parent's room, slide my hand beneath my mum's pillow to gently wake her, where I'd ask the question, "Do you still love me?" She would answer "Of course" then let me climb in to snuggle with her. Eventually, she tired of having her sleep interrupted so I would be immediately sent back to the room I shared with my brothers right away. Mum was a beautiful soul but there were times .......
So spot on Dr Sage. Each and every one rings true. Never ever feeling special is probably the hardest. Never asking for help has followed me all my life. Thank you so much for your clarity. So helpful.
I exactly know what this feels like I feel emotional neglected since I was young I’m now 41 and still feels this I feel ignored by my dysfunctional family no one cares to check on me they make me feel I’m not special or important to them.
Join the club. I’m just emotionally numb now.
@@smc130 At least it's nice to know I'm not the only one.
Every single point that you stated is me 100%. I’m 53 and struggle with all these issues. My mother passed when I was 10 and when I went to live with my father, he abused me and was highly critical, then gave up on me and doesn’t talk to me to this day. I wish I knew how to be normal again.
Holy crap... listening for 3 minutes and I'm sobbing. I knew all this, thought I dealt with it all. Thought I had FINALLY found a special person who nutured me - loved me -saw me! Then he threw me away, too. Now I'm pretty sure I was better off just never knowing love than I am knowing love for a short time and having it ripped away. It's way more devastating losing it than never knowing it.
I understood at age 3 that no one was coming, no one believes I'm worth fighting for, I will have to deal with it on my own.
“Chronic self blame, toxic shame, and self abandonment”….is at the core of all the other things you mentioned. I self-soothe and have a hideous time with getting help from my therapist to ground me. I disassociate, constantly, consciously and subconsciously. I definitely feel like I’m putting on a performance when it comes to intimacy. All of the above. Thank you so much, Dr. Kim, for a very helpful, insightful video. You have a different take on things than most of the other wonderful resources I’ve acquired to start my recovery journey from CPTSD at 54. I’ve been healing for over a year and still have a long way to go. I’ll be a work in progress for the rest of my life. I’m glad I subscribed to your channel and look forward to seeing more of your information.
I love the way you decorated your house - the wallpaper and style! I was so sad this morning and listened to you and it helped so much
I was admiring the wallpaper too! It's beautiful!
I know! I was looking at the wallpaper & the cat sleeping... it's so peaceful. BackDrop was perfect ❤
You matter to me. And I thank you.
You really help me know myself. I’ve had a difficult life.
Little by little it helps to understand the aspects life on a deeper level.
I fear I will never be able to truly forgive my parents…even in the afterlife.
How can heaven be heavenly with THEM anywhere.
Kathy, I can relate. But keep in mind that your parents were most likely afflicted by their own childhood neglect. This point of view is more useful than blame and shame, because if you can start with recognizing the mechanism of inherited conditioning, it may be possible to find your way to the next level. I say this but I must admit that this feeling only comes to me now in glimmers that occaisionally shine trhough my own resntment of my parents and a couple of my siblings. We all have been mired in a culture of sellf reliance that may have been useful and adaptive in another time and place. See it from above like a pit or a swamp and eventually we may find our way out. I wish us all the best ❤️
I've come to understand that it was all about their projection of their deficiency onto me, the sponge.
I'm glad you can explain what was really happening. It helps a lot to process it all.By the way, I love your wallpaper!❤
I'm constantly pouring everything into others, pouring myself into all the takers, always at my expense of being emotionally starved.
Knowing is good, I'm not able to feel differently. I had people to show me true acceptance, but was over whelmed by the ones who didn't. So now I'm stuck, awkward and fearful of friendship. I don't enjoy being celebrated at Birthday, asking me to be at center stage. Just backstage, kitchen help etc. It's also easy for my friends to drop off example stop calling me, inviting me never wanting to take my picture. I ask they cut my head off etc it gives me a sick feeling
Little kids and senior people like me though
But that not enough for reasons oh well. So what thank you for giving me a place to share this. God bless you.
Just hearing you say "you dont feel special, but you long to" just had me bursting into tears on the train ride home 😢
The part where you said you would come home and watch TV and make your frozen dinner hit so close to home with me. Since I was about 8 years old all the way through HS I was in daycare after school until nearly 6 PM everyday. I always watched kids get picked up and would regularly be the last child to go home. Then when I would get home I had to almost always fend for myself making a frozen dinner or some cup o soup. My mom was home but couldn't be bothered to cook for the family EVER. she was too tired from work or too tired because A or B. I learned to never ever count on her for anything. I had to pack my own lunch for school since I was in Kindergarten. My mom to this very day thinks its a badge of honor that she never packed my lunch. Just writing this I feel so unworthy of love because of this neglect. Thank you for making this video.
All your bullet points I can relate to. My oldest daughter and I are just now starting to talk again. Thankfully her counseling and my own have opened the doors to us having a relationship. The generational emotional neglect is so sad. My hope is that we will continue to be close. I love both my girls and I will make a conscious effort to let them both know they are loved by me.
Thank you for your videos. They have helped in understanding why and what or what not happened.
My parents had lots of trauma and had no idea how to be what us kids needed to be.
No hugs. No i love you unless they were depriving you of seeing friends or outside activities. The reason for not letting us kids experience life was they "loved us" and never let us out of their sight.
Both my brother and sister are extremely dysfunctional because of this. So am I to a certain degree.
I am gobsmacked at the polite civil way we are taught to be 'social' rather than speaking and hearing truth.
Given the abuse/neglect children go through in every street, usually in secret...that they then have to 'perform' at school, church, shopping etc is mad.
Children should be crying, screaming, telling what's happening to them.
Children and adults grown out of this should have safe havens, volunteers protecting and staying with them to help the truth, energy around it to come out.
We need houses and forests, rivers, mountains...thousands of healing places with caring strong people and caring strong people to help them.
This is literally a no brainer...
Children and hurt children in adults need access to free care and respite, familiar community care..not a get ahead no sense competitive society.
Personal is political and vice versa.
I was put in fostercare, moved from 3 homes at the age of 3. An autism diagnose sounds like an excuse. I've been treated so badly by healthcare for it, and it's such a shame for them who actually wants to have it as a diagnose.
@@AL-wn2tt Thank you for the kind words! It's fine, Its a part of life. Either you dwell on it or accept it. sure it's there, but acceptance is key in my opinion. Everyone has their story. I'm sure she did her best, and I could appreciate that personally. I don't know you , but I think you know what I mean.
Thank you, once again.
Thank you for this. Feeling like a burden growing up did teach me my independence but it really gets in my way. 🙏🏼
Thank you for allowing yourself to be vulnerable with us. I’ve had similar experiences growing up so I truly respect what you are doing to help others heal. You are brave and I appreciate you.
Seeing empathy like “I didn’t have that so why do you need it” is a bit off the mark (for me anyway). I am more along the lines of “you can’t expect that from other people, expecting someone is else to help you is like going to the desert for water, it’s a recipe for disappointment”
This video helped me so much. Thank you. It’s bittersweet knowing i’m not alone in this because i would never wish what i have suffered upon anyone else ❤
Beautiful, calm setting! Beautiful wallpaper, beautiful cat, and dangit, I'm all 10. Thank you, your videos are really helping things click in my head.
what you said is ever so true. over 70 yrs.old and you brought out things with truth that made me cry. hearing you and learning all this makes me feel more okay with myself. thank you.
Omg Coco sleeping made me feel so peaceful. Gorgeous. ❤✨ another helpful video, thank you.
Your room is so beautiful and calming. ❤
New sub here. Love your channel. Everything you said was me. I was broken for decades, but recently healed by my Heavenly Father ❤. Thank you Lord 🙏 Love 💗 your Kitty 🐱 cat! 🐈
Kim one thing I'm so grateful is you mention in some videos is trauma from frequent moving. My dad was a senior diplomat so I went to SEVEN schools in 6 countries with an incredibly volatile mother and emotionally shut down father. I recently let it sink in that every time we moved my ENTIRE world and friends evaporated overnight and my parents never - not one time - asked how i felt about that nor made the slightest attempt to help me stay in contact with friends. this is pre internet and pre Skype calls and long distance landline calls cost a fortune. One time I missed my close friends after a move and made several phone calls , secretly, and when the bill came my mom flew into an absolute volcano rage. But then never not once thought to do one thing to help me stay in touch with anyone. She even gave my dogs away. TWICE. I have never owned a dog from acquisition to death. Now when I'm finally, fully verbalising and feeling this, I literally can't believe I haven't been more angry about this.
I feel so seen when I watch your videos, Dr Kim. Thank you, I have experienced every single one of these things.
Yes, all 10 apply to me too. I am so brainwashed that I can't bring myself to go for therapy. I say, what's the point, at 77? It struck me that so many comments showed that so many of my generation were mistreated this way.
I was the scapegoat in my family right from the get-go. I was the middle child - a girl - with four brothers, two older and two younger. They treated me the way my parents treated me and got away with it. I lived in my bedroom most of the time. I have always felt like I don't belong in this world.
I have lived alone for nearly thirty five years since my second divorce and I am very happy with my life now. It is safe. At 75 there is no point in attempting the 'work'. I am also an INFJ with all the attributes that come with that, but that just made it even harder for people to relate to me. But I am being true to myself now - at long last. No more more masks.
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It seems many of us are INFJ. Are there any statistics on that? Maybe it’s significant.
Same for me. In my case, I had 4 older brothers and 1 younger brother. I NEVER felt special. Ever. I was nothing but a maid servant to everyone, including my mother. I wasn't treated in any special way, being the only girl. I was controlled by my mother and felt if I didn't do what she wanted, I would disappoint her and she wouldn't love me. I often felt she loved my brothers more. On many occasions, in addition to the emotional abuse, there was physical abuse because it was easier to beat on me, the girl, the punching bag of the family. I just never felt like I counted. I was always shuffled here and there, and learned to be on my own. At night in bed, I would imagine how they would feel if I died and would dream of my funeral. I was, and am, a loner, and very shy and a social misfit. I'm 68 now and I haven't seen my 3 living brothers in 28 years, since our mother's funeral. I can't remember much of my dysfunctional childhood or early teen years, and I know it's because I blocked them out. My dad wasn't around much because of his drinking, and I barely remember him, but I miss him. He was easygoing. Does that make sense? He died less than a month into his 46th year from cancer. I've learned to live with what I experienced, but I wish I knew why I was treated the way I was. I'll never know. I'm sorry this happened to you, too. Like they say, whatever doesn't kill us, only makes us stronger. ❤ Blessings!+
Thank you! I have read a whole book on emotional neglect and identified myself as having lived that, but you present the impacts of emotional neglect in a masterful way leading me to completely understand how facets of myself came from this childhood treatment.
Spot on. And it is so difficult to explain these issues to a parent as an adult. Mine blames many of my issues on my isolation.
My parents are the best parents I could have ever asked for but since my dad died at 74 - I'm left with my mom and I'm learning a lot about myself in my relationship with her alone. She was an LCSW but she has very little empathy. This is informative. Wow, we are a lot alike.
This is the first time I've watched something like this - usually I'm watching things that help me to understand my dysfunctional siblings. But today this came up on my feed and touched a super-sensitive nerve, and cast a fresh light on my self-understanding. I'm feeling deeply shattered after watching it, and not sure that I'm ready to hear more. But thank you for your profound insights.
I love the combination of personal experiences, high intelligence, and your high-level of education. You really speak to me. Thank you
I grew up this way. It took years for me to recognize some thing was wrong. I didn't know anything else. The way i was ignored was not on purpose, it was just the way it was. In addition i am an only child so i don't even have siblings to lean on. I spend most of my time alone. My kids are grown. There is not going to be any grand children. Most days i ask myself what is the purpose of existing.
You are awesome in your easy to understand explanation. I thank you so much. Funny too, I went to college late (60) and have a masters in social work. I needed the education in order to understand myself. Like yourself, mom was a single parent and worked. I was always alone and this video is a another explanation of why I am who I am. Finally, at 68 I am ok with myself and content.
This explains so much!! Thank you! I love reading the comments 🥹
Can't reach out for help. No one wants to hear it anyway.
If it's not the shame by itself of being seen being emotionally tattered and torn from abandonment, it's the fact of being belittled that clams me up. Fear of displeasing. Fear of falling on the wrong ears. Fear of being punitively ridiculed or snapped at. It's the constant wall I am forced to put up from being constantly emotionally shut down and imprisoned inside, always forced to recoil from trying to people please at all costs mostly by the fear of being met by more people who act estranged as if being vulnerable is unfamiliar territory never mind their insensitive stonewalling disregard, dismissive disdain, or disparage by their lack of emotional presence or absence that they then blame YOU for!!!!!!
Just watching and listening to what you say hits home for me. I'm 61 and felt I was alone, rejected and nothing. It really hurts.
The part about it not even occurring to you to ask for help hit me hard. I think I internalized the idea that people would either not want to help me, not have time to help me, feel burdened by helping me, or ultimately not know how to help me. I took pride in getting myself through many tough situations alone and deep down I still truly believe I'm the only person I can rely on completely- people might try, but they can switch up at any moment. I'm only now realizing that this is very tied to my experiences as a child and adolescent (especially after my father suddenly passed).
Thank you for this video. I enjoyed your shorts but as a dyslexicI couldn’t read your content easily. Please can you read out your words? It’s brave to do this work and I appreciate you and want to easily see what you’re saying. Bless you for stepping forward to share your work and life stories ❤ thank you
This really hit home. Tv was my everything as a child.
Love and healing blessings to you all 🙏🏽💓🙏🏽
I think I've gotten rather robotic, and thinking I'm doing pretty dang good, then I watch this and realize how wrecked I really am deep inside from emotional neglect during childhood and during a 24 year old marriage that I fled from out of fear for my life, about 13 years ago. In the past for many years, being in love and obsessing and fantasizing gave me a desire to live. Without those things driving me, I had to grope my way forward. But then along came Jesus. I love serving Him, helping others, but there's a wound inside that makes me want to be alone a lot and just avoid those with sadistic streaks, users who have no empathy but want access to 24/7 sympathy, and the general meanness of the world.
We set our life the way that reinforces that. That line hits hard
nobody talks about when you open up, asking for help etc. you constantly get rejected, left behind by family, so called friends
As a teenager, I used to watch about eight hours of TV a day. Daydreaming and reading a lot. 😢
Thanks Dr. Sage. this is so real for me. Lately Ive come to realize that my parents conditioned us kids the way they were conditioned. As the youngest, I was affected not only by my cold parents, but also by the confused coping strategies of my siblings. Resentment, blame and shame is the natural response, but that just deepens the trouble. Lately Ive found it helpful to see this inherited behavior of conditioning as it may have been adaptive in a different historical context, but not so useful today. I'm trying to map it to see if there is a way out at age 62. Wnother video with your advice for us would be welcomed!
#7 is one of my main feelings. I’m just truly seeing this and accepting it and figuring out how to manage it. I don’t want to be famous lol but.. I do want to be acknowledged. I feel like I’m watched a lot and my ideas are stolen, I’m constantly criticized but for things that ppl “admire” about me but for some reason they won’t/can’t tell me.
I also don’t ask for help, each time I have it’s a disaster and. I’ve ended up regretting it.