We sit and reflect on the pain our parents passed down to us.
We yell at them, we want them to know what they have done to damage us.
Anger fills our souls as we hold resentment towards the ones who raised us with fear and rage in their heart.
“It’s your fault” we say as the perpetual abuse flows through generations.
It’s only when we stop to heal ourselves that we begin to reflect on the years of misconceptions, pain and hurt was caused by the inner child of every ancestor who raised each one of us.
The infliction of pain they received for years and years for just existing as they are was reason enough for the outsiders to make them feel insignificant, not enough, unworthy.
If you feel unworthy, how do you raise children who believe they are?
As a new generation, it is our responsibility to heal these wounds rather than play victim to the shame and the pain.
What will you do? Who will you be? And how will you teach?
