I grew up in the Midwest. Both my parents grew up in large farm families. My siblings & I were raised to value hard work & traditional pursuits of marriage, home ownership & ‘paying your dues’ by pursuing long term employment w a company that would ‘recognize & reward you for your service & loyalty.’ I’m a hard worker but I don’t relate to the rest of those values in an ordinary way.
My parents met in an agriculture youth program called 4-H. My mom got pregnant in HS w my sister. At that time the only ‘right thing’ to do according to their parents was to get married, so they did. I was born three years after & three years after that, my brother came into the world. My parent’s marriage was not a good one. I don’t have any happy memories of my parents together. I mostly just remember being fearful & being told to be quiet. There was anger, outrage, abuse & accusations. One of those accusations was the rumor (spread in whispered tones by aunts & uncles) that my dad was not my dad. My last memory of our family together was a dinner I refer to as ‘the last supper.’ I believe that dinner created a lot of core trauma for my sister & I. Her story is not mine to tell but I can say that what I witnessed that night made me vow to be ‘easy to love’ which created some dedicated work to undo after understanding in my 20’s I was an enabler in my intimate relationships.
My parents divorced when I was 10. It was complicated & painful for all members of my family & remained that way for years. My dad moved to Texas after the divorce was final. It felt like abandonment to my siblings & me. It took me years to admit that pain was much deeper for me. My dad to this day still brings up ‘the rumor’ that he is my not my dad. He has no idea of the great loss & cost his lack of acceptance has created in my life. He takes no active role in my life. To say that I got ‘triggered’ a lot in intimate relationships w men is an understatement. I told myself for years that I must be harder to love, so I worked harder to develop my heart. The funny & beautiful thing about that now is my heart is the crown jewel of my existence. It is fully open & accessible, yet I’m careful & protective w whom I share it.
As I watched my parents fight & argue, I thought, ‘there has to be a better way than this.’ From about age 10 & on I became really fascinated by communication & relational studies. I read anything I could get my hands on. In my 20’s, Harville Hendrix book, ‘How to Get the Love You Want,’ changed my life. I sought out therapy w a heavy lean towards alternative healing opportunities. I also put a high value on creating relationship w people that would accept & treat me as a family member that they were grateful to love.