Raising a family with sensitivities is exhausting af. It’s the finest love you can come across with deep sentiments and so much palpable energy that left untethered, is a lot to handle.
It can be done by anyone but coming out with a healthy mindset isn’t likely. When I was growing up, as an undiagnosed Adhd teen, force was used as the primary disciplinary measure. Even though it proved to be ineffective, there really wasn’t any time to be sensitive and patient.
With my sincerest hope, I had wanted to do better as a parent but quickly saw how managing multiple lives on top of my own left little room for my personal choices.
For years, I had been overcome with worry and fear from being absent from home, while someone else raised my daughter. Until one day, I was thrust out of that life and into a new reality. I had no idea how to fix or even teach my child one useful thing and I was still overcome with grief.
Fast forward to a stronger day. I’ve learned modeling behavior is very effective, along with reverse psychology, distractions, and direct eye contact. Parenting is still hard but now I understand why it has to be.
I’m thankful my life is hard. I wouldn’t have been compassionate if I hadn’t felt it when I deserved it the least. I wouldn’t have been able to comprehend this kind of fulfillment and peace if I hadn’t been deprived of it. I wouldn’t have this ambition if I hadn’t felt the abundance of time and the value of overcoming struggle.
I wouldn’t love my life if I hadn’t realized it’s all just an experience I don’t lead but direct in.
Thank you for taking this time out to hear my story. I appreciate your attention, patience, and support in making this experience possible. 💋