Apparently there is a common understanding that if a young child experiences trauma it will most likely affect them. Some say the only remedy is regressional therapy that would help you re-experience said trauma and by doing so you can resolve it...
Not sure if it's true or not all I know is that I can't seem to shake off my past...
I don't want to live a life with regret. I don't want to have a past filled with regrets.
Yet it is better to regret past actions than never having tried.
In this blog you may get a sense of what it means to be Korean or maybe a percieved illusion. But also a sense of what it means to be not only adopted but reunited as well. Sometimes I write about Sweden where I grew up and also about cooking and baking - because I enjoy it! Also take note that all pictures here belong to me unless stated otherwise. Respect the copyright please.
Showing posts with label regrets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regrets. Show all posts
Sunday, 10 May 2015
Non, Je ne Regrette Rien
Etiketter:
adult adoptee,
belonging,
birth culture,
current,
dreams,
future,
hopes,
past,
regrets
Thursday, 16 April 2015
Always on My Mind
If I don't get after my dream then I will always be on my mind.
Of course I could always settle and try to contempt-but I would never be it.
Most likely I would turn into an angry bitter woman and that should say a lot.
I am not willing to sacrifice my dream for anyone not even if I gain unconditional love in return.
Not until I tried my best would be inclined to consider recreating a new life under new circumstances.
I just think a lot about my birth mother and my olders sisters. Now I know that it is my mother that somehow is accountable for their nonexistant contact with me. My maternal grandmother refused me the oppertunity be raised with my older siblings. I have been rejected by three generations of women in my birthfamily and also two generations of men.
Of course I could always settle and try to contempt-but I would never be it.
Most likely I would turn into an angry bitter woman and that should say a lot.
I am not willing to sacrifice my dream for anyone not even if I gain unconditional love in return.
Not until I tried my best would be inclined to consider recreating a new life under new circumstances.
I just think a lot about my birth mother and my olders sisters. Now I know that it is my mother that somehow is accountable for their nonexistant contact with me. My maternal grandmother refused me the oppertunity be raised with my older siblings. I have been rejected by three generations of women in my birthfamily and also two generations of men.
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