Why is it that we focus so much on our beginnings/early years as the imprint for moving forward? You were abandoned as a child. Your father committed suicide when you were a teenager. Your mother was an alcoholic narcissist. Your father a philanderer. Your grandfather a swindler. Psychiatry brings us back to visit the injustices as if in returning to the past you can alter it. Instead you remain there, feeling those sad, lonely, angry, bitter emotions. I say, bummer that you had a tough beginning. Because, pal, it's just the beginning. If you live a long life, you're going to encounter an incredible amount of unpleasantness, death, deception, and abandonment. You're going to feel immense grief and the foundation for much of your later adulthood is going to be built on the missing of important people in your life. And yet, you go on.Just sayin.
Me, as much as I've suffered in the past, I have absolutely no desire to linger there. I would rather be, as in this gorgeous Edmund Dulac illustration: She Was Always Picking Flowers.
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