Explaining emotional abuse from the ‘roots’

A Narcissistic Parent will drench fresh water on their golden child s plant daily yet merely permitting the scapegoat child s plant to receive tiny sprinkles of water on the odd day forever shadowed by the sun Deb McCarthy

I learned this bit of wisdom from my therapist during one of our many sessions discussing my narcissistic mother.  She explained it very clearly how a parent has children (plants); she waters some and helps them grow and flourish, yet the others who aren’t so lucky receive less attention and ignored.  I now understood how my mother cared and treated my brother vs. myself.   Do any of you feel this way?

 

17 thoughts on “Explaining emotional abuse from the ‘roots’

  1. Young Misfit says:

    I totally understand, growing up with my sister I knew there was a difference in the way she treated both of us, but it was until recently that I realized she failed to care for me and neglected me all she could, which is what inspired my last poem. Thanks for sharing those words, xx

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  2. Lynda Lee/@LadyQuixote says:

    Yes, I feel this way, too. I was the scapegoat beginning in the 1950s and I am the scapegoat still. But it’s ok, now that I havestopped going back to that bone dry well, looking for love from a now elderly mother who never did love me and never will love me. It took me a lot of decades to get to this point, though!

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    • cherished79 says:

      Ditto for me. It took me 50 years to find out the name for her viciousness was the “narcissistic personality disorder”, and as soon as I was born a daughter, I believed she hated and resented me. How can you win? I finally went NO CONTACT just 3 years ago. I couldn’t take it anymore, realized nothing would change and wanted nothing more to do with her. Best choice I ever made. I’m sorry you had to experience the same abuse, it’s a sad and painful way to grow up always believing that you were the cause of her rage. Hugs to you. Deb xx

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