I'm not proud of the story I'm about to relate, but there was a great learning lesson in it for me.
I used to go around telling everyone how I hated children...sad, I know. One day while driving to work this "vision" so clear and articulate (reminded me of how Newton might have looked) seen from quote, the "third eye," and spoken in a very calm, loving manner, "do not talk like that." Hey, that got my attention, but not in a scary way.
What I was forced to accept was my dislike for most parents. Or at least too many parents I'd been witness to. Their emotional and oft times physical abuse of their children sickened me. It was never the children I hated...it was the way parents poison their innocence. To this day I have little respect for most parents I encounter.
Having been one of the emotionally unstable parent myself, I'm eternally grateful that today my son and I have a good relationship. And I preach the "love the children no matter what" mantra all the time. Adults...it ain't just religious abuse that creates low self esteem, obviously. My gosh, just thinking about some of the parents I know of makes me angry. What the hell do some of these parents think their behavior will produce?
Today I'm a softy for kids. Oh, I believe in discipline for sure, but what would I do if I had unlimited wealth...? Hubby and I would buy alot of acreage and bring those unloved, often unwanted children to a place of unconditinal love and time out from neurotic, abusive parents that need too deal with their personal issues. Issues that probably arose from their childhood.
I don't care how many years my mom has spent in the wonderful company of JW's...at age 50 she told me she never felt loved by her parents....and I knew then I didn't want to get old like she had. Self esteem issues can still haunt me, but at least today I'm aware, and have "tools" that can be used when necessary.
Granny...who is so glad something got through and altered my negative thinking and speech regarding our precious children.