Childhood. Carefree skipping, rhymes, playing with dolls...isn't everyone's experience. Divorce, alcoholism, mental illness, a latch key child before the term was phrased, physical and sexual abuse were mine. I wore a nice mask, you'd think I had it all together but I walked in shame looking for someone, anyone to protect me. Little Girl lost.
I was so confused about why my mom was never there for me. I felt so unloved. Finally, as an adult I have finally realized my mom couldn't give me what she never received herself...her childhood was the same...divorce, alcoholism, mental illness, physical abuse. Looking for a protector. Little girl lost.
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