As A Childhood SA Survivor
I love being a mom, don’t get me wrong. But I also hate it. Having kids at a young age was not up to me. It was choose for me. I was 16 when I had my oldest and it was not fun at all. Things I wanted to do I had to stop because of him. I had no life ( still don’t 🤣). My kids are my world and mean everything to me regardless of who they were conceived by. Being a mom is never easy and they will put you through the wringer. But it’s up to us a moms to navigate through our pain and trauma and not implicate it on our kids. They see everything we do and repeat. We have to be the best version of them for them. I love being a mom and my kids remind me of it every single day they see me. 🩷
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Being a mom is incredibly rewarding, but when you carry the weight of childhood trauma, specifically as an SA survivor, it adds layers of complexity that others might not understand. I often find myself reflecting on how my past experiences shape my present role as a parent. It's truly a journey of 'Motherhood Real Talk.' One of the biggest struggles for me has been recognizing triggers. Sometimes, seemingly innocuous situations – a child's tantrum, a sudden noise, or even just feeling overwhelmed – can unexpectedly bring back feelings from my past. In those moments, it's a battle to remain present and respond calmly rather than reacting from a place of old pain. I've learned that acknowledging these triggers is the first step. It's about pausing, taking a deep breath, and reminding myself that I am safe, and my children are safe. This isn't easy, and I don't always get it right, but the effort is important. Another aspect is the constant fear of repeating cycles. The original article touches on not implicating pain on our kids, and that resonates deeply. For me, this manifests as an intense desire to create a safe, loving, and stable environment – everything I might have lacked as a child. This drive can sometimes lead to overthinking or perfectionism in parenting, which is exhausting. I'm learning to find a balance, understanding that breaking cycles doesn't mean being a perfect parent, but rather a conscious and healing one. It means openly addressing emotions, fostering trust, and ensuring my children feel heard and protected. Healing is not a linear path, especially when you're also responsible for little humans. There are days when I feel strong and capable, and days when the trauma feels heavy. What helps me is recognizing that self-care isn't selfish; it’s essential. It could be anything from a few minutes of quiet, a warm cup of tea, connecting with a trusted friend, or even just watching my children play and finding joy in their innocence. These small acts help me recharge and show up more fully for them. I also believe in the power of seeking professional support. Therapy has been instrumental in processing my past and developing healthier coping mechanisms. It’s not just about me anymore; it's about breaking generational patterns and ensuring my children have a different experience than I did. My kids, those beautiful children, are my biggest motivators. They remind me every day why this healing journey is crucial. They deserve a parent who is present, emotionally available, and free from the chains of past trauma. This isn't just about surviving; it's about thriving, for them and for myself, truly embodying what it means to be a resilient childhood SA survivor walking through motherhood.



beautiful 🫶🏼 thank you for sharing this.