Between Four Walls
Our early years have a way of holding us tightly in its grip: quietly, persistently, and often without our awareness. If we never examine them, they run us from the shadows. And even when we do the work, even when we’ve “processed” our childhoods, those old patterns can still flare up, automatic and unchecked. It’s wild how we can be decades removed from the houses we grew up in yet still be governed by what happened between those four walls.
As
children, our behaviours solidify in response to the smallest nuances, tone,
affection withheld or given, the unpredictable moods of parents, the rivalries
and hierarchies among siblings, the need for approval or safety. We build
strategies to protect, to belong, to soothe ourselves. Some of those strategies
nourish us. Others, we create as armour. But regardless of their purpose, we
internalise them. The good, the bad, and the complicated. We carry that sh*t
long after we’ve packed up and moved out.
Some
of us move out, but not on.
Imagine
staying stuck in trauma responses formed when you were five then turning fifty,
still letting that little girl inside dictates your choices, your
relationships, your sense of self. Imagine hitting sixty but still reaching for
the same masks, the same behaviours, still rehearsing the same old defense
mechanisms designed to protect you from dangers or uncomfortable situations that
no longer exist.
Denial.
Displacement. Projection. Rationalisation. Reaction formation. Repression. Suppression...
They’re
familiar, almost comforting in their predictability. They once kept you safe.
They once helped you cope. But now? They keep you repeating the same loops,
reacting to the present through the lens of a past that no longer deserves a
place in your life.
Do
you recognise your go-to?
Do
you still slip into it without realising?
Does
it still run the show when the adult version of you should be in charge?
Are
you stuck with a narrative of your life that you repeat daily?
And
has it held you back from the life you envision for yourself?
Liberation
isn’t about blaming the past. It’s about noticing the echoes and choosing not
to let them be the narrator of your story anymore.
You
deserve to free yourself from the past, to become unstuck, to take the “good” and the “bad" and
honour the journey as well as the destination that led to you.
Our childhood forms a big chunk of our personality. In my case, it was never a lack of love and attention but it’s the anxiety that trickles down in our family brought down one generation to another. It’s only recently especially in this part of the world that it’s started to be acknowledged and accepted medically (not to mention dementia, which is also only being recently recognized publicly to be a medical condition here. In the past, anxiety & dementia come with negative social stigmas). Thankfully, ours is a high-functioning anxiety & not so debilitating that it makes us unable to work. Treatments and therapy are available here both free & by payments. We try to undo the mistakes our past generations have instilled upon us (whether or not the past gens have done so consciously or subconsciously; typically the latter). All humans are imperfect, all past generations and current ones are human. “To err is human, to love divine.”
ReplyDeleteThis is such an acute observation - thanks for sharing and for being brave enough to be open:)
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