My Story of Intergenerational Trauma
I wish I could feel loved and safe around my family. Unfortunately, this isn’t my reality, and will never be; even if a genie would grant me a thousand wishes. The irony of how the father’s failure led to his son’s – towards the women in their families.
What growing up in a patriarchal home taught me
My parents did and do love us though, but their way of loving us suffocated us on most days. It swallowed us whole. And throughout time, it started to envelop us like a flood of grief, loss and never-ending unhappiness.