How could I have let this happen? It’s like a worst case scenario. I have abandoned myself!
In order to be able to explain this I need to turn back the clock and go back to my childhood. I grew up with a narcissist mother. She loved my brother, not me, and she still does. She didn’t abandon me in the physical sense, but she didn’t give me what a child needs, a loving mother.
I grew up thinking I had to be there for everyone else, everyone except myself.
Inspired by The Daily Post: Abandoned