I had a really big aha! moment today. A wonderful Christmas gift.
I had slept fitfully, and my son skidded into our room and I awoke with the awareness someone had dived under the bed. I found myself calling out my brothers name. As I woke fully, I realised I was replaying my unhealed, dysfunctional sibling relationship with my son.
It never used to feel so charged. I guess it started to happen that when my daughters were born he felt pushed out and his behaviour became more off track. And ever since then I’ve desperately been trying to be unconditionally loving towards him.
In my own upbringing,I had a twin brother who was labelled as hyperactive from a very early age. We spent a lot of ourchildhood bouncing around therapists offices, counsellors and doctors trying to solve the “problem”. What I feel is that I made myself small and quiet to accomodate this, and if ineeded comfort or attention I was shamed and humiliated eg being called a drama queen, clingy etc.
My brother would taunt me for what seemed like hours, until I finally lost my temper and hit him, screamed. I was told off for reacting to it. A theme that continued when we went to high school. I understand now as an adult that yes I am responsible for my reactions, but don’t believe that a child develops that skill by being taunted ignored or shamed.
I’m wondering how to heal this and stop identifying my lovely gorgeous child with horrible childhood memories?
Consciously I adore him, admire him – which makes this all the more sad.