Many of the ways my dad was parenting me were the exact opposites of the way he was parented. On one hand, this is awesome. It’s how every generation gets better and improves on itself. It’s how cycles of abuse and traumas are stopped and how we make progress as a collective species. But I believe that true healing has to occur first, otherwise even though we are making different choices than our parents did, our childhood wounds find their way in through cracks we can’t see or that we didn’t know were there in the first place.
