Last night, watching Clinton's speech at the DNC, I was very moved by her description of her mother's childhood. It is a description that matches much of mine, and much of my mother's. A child being essentially abandoned at an early age, and then thrown out of the house while still a teenager--this was not the subject I expected to hear about at a political convention.
I found a little bit of hope in seeing that the outcome of someone who endured such an experience can be a positive one. Sometimes I feel so hopeless, as though I am fundamentally flawed because of the way I was raised, as though I will never be a "normal" person. I teared up, just a little bit, which is kind of a big deal for me, and then I choked them back.
I don't want to start a political debate with this thread. I just wanted to say, it was remarkable and amazing to me to hear of such success, even in the face of abuse and abandonment. It made me think for just a minute that a positive change is possible.
I found a little bit of hope in seeing that the outcome of someone who endured such an experience can be a positive one. Sometimes I feel so hopeless, as though I am fundamentally flawed because of the way I was raised, as though I will never be a "normal" person. I teared up, just a little bit, which is kind of a big deal for me, and then I choked them back.
I don't want to start a political debate with this thread. I just wanted to say, it was remarkable and amazing to me to hear of such success, even in the face of abuse and abandonment. It made me think for just a minute that a positive change is possible.