I have a fractured family… and that’s OK
Part of the recovery journey is to accept things for what they are, and not what you expect them to be.
My family started breaking apart since the deterioration of my parents’ relationship in the early years. My parents are also the worst communicators.
This quote came to mind because I realised I haven’t fully accepted that my sister will never be the person I hope she’d be. When replying her text a few days ago, I was literally shaking, and was quite alarmed at what was happening.
And regarding my mom, who still to this day, complains about her children to her children, this thought flashed across my mind but I didn’t get a chance to tell her: We don’t have a happy family and we never will; if you learn to accept this, maybe you will find some inner peace and finally feel happy for once. I hope to tell her this one day – though I don’t know if the message will be lost on her.
In other news, I led the meeting for the first time at CoDA (Codependents Anonymous) tonight!!! Such a relief that I finally did it and it was less scary than I thought! I’m grateful for N who put the folder in my hands, and for some reason I didn’t feel like pushing it away this time 😀
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