What a great insight! I'm so glad to have come across it.
With a very depressed mother I learned very early on to be a very quiet "good" girl. I was sorely neglected. And often told later in life what a quiet, good baby I was :/
From infancy I was so independant, I would take my brothers nappies from the radiators to put in my toys no matter if I was told off or not. Because there was no way I would allow any of my toys ti feel left out.! I knew I was not valued by others. I knew my needs went important to others.I knew I was considered bad in my family.
Age 3 I couldn't get Mum out of bed to make breakfast for hours and hours. So I went to the local shop with my mum's purse. I knew my baby brother should not be left alone so I pushed him there in his pram too. Mum was s8 angry as the Police were called. ..
I am still independant to an extant that others find strange and I tend to feel guilty for it esp when people don't understand and judge me for it. As if it somehow shows I don't care about others. I do though, I'm just still so used to being alone. I realise others are not like that..