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Childhood Rejection
Having experienced childhood rejection, you find a place for, it’s not something you forget. It also depends on how long the rejection goes on for.
Where parental rejection may consist of neglect, abuse, abandonment, or withholding of love and affection, it is important to understand your experiences, because parental rejection can affect you throughout your lifetime. It can also have serious consequences for future generations.
It doesn’t matter what form your rejection takes. All forms of rejection hurt, particularly when it’s done by someone you trusted. Rejection has nothing to do with you, but everything to do with the person doing the rejecting.
If you were to delve deeper, it may become obvious those who rejected you, will have been rejected themselves. In other cases, they may not know any better. Those who reject often haven’t been supported, hugged or encouraged themselves, and may be clueless as to how to show those things.
Where parents were abused, they will usually go on to repeat the same kind of parenting. In life we learn what we live, what we’ve seen, and history repeats itself. But we can change.
A narcissistic parent, may generally adopt a rejecting approach, and will attempt to abandon others before they walk away first, no matter the child’s issues, or disabilities. If they are rejected first, they will then use guilt trip tactics, to manipulation and power manoeuvres and threats.
A rejected narcissist spouse, may fight for custody of the child, not because they care about the child, but as a way to win and hurt their ex-partner.
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Manipulators
Some forms of abuse are from manipulators. Those fuckers twist shit 7 ways to Sunday until you dont know where the exit is or if you want to walk thru it.
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August 27, 2018
0857, a claustrophobic room
I’m in a room full of zombies. Half the lights are on, and everyone is slouching in their chairs, sipping their coffees with disgust. A few brave souls have the fortitude to drag out pencils and calculators whilst the majority glare at the clock with a strange mixture of disdain and apathy. “Good morning!” chirps the GA with unseemly good cheer. “Garglemurphnin” groans the room. Harsh lights flicker on, a few unfortunates shriek as the fluorescent light pierces their bloodshot eyes. Math class has begun, may God have mercy on our sleep-deprived souls
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Haunted Memories
The quieter I was, the less he liked it; smacking my face in an attempt to make me cry, as he ripped my pants off
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