Childhood Trauma: The Lives of the Neglected Children
Children who experience physical, cognitive or emotional neglect, often face anxiety. As a result, their body produces stress …
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Communist Romania wasn’t the only country to treat children this way, Russia and Ukraine did too.
Proof is in the comments. Parents dont always know best
State run institution
I was 100% right. IF (and that's a BIG if), you have child, the child becomes the NUMBER ONE priority. If you never have a child, then you can do whatever the hell you want. That's the truth.
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A big part of this trauma can come from socioeconomic status which many have or no control over. A large majority of people have parents that work long hours to make ends meet which means there is less time for family connections.
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I have toxic or narchisistic parents. When i found out in my late 30 yo i was sad and angry but thankfuly i know God And that make me easy to coping and regulating what iam feeling.
I was angry to them but iam not realy blame them bc they have a bad childhood witch i believe as the reason of their trauma and make them as toxic parents.
Return to God and ask His help!
Return to God nomatter how hard it is, take the risk bc it is worthed.
Things get better! Sometimes they don’t…… I’m 65
I wake up panicked every morning. I always have an underlying sense of doom and lack of safety. I’m always a little on edge. My body is constantly inflamed and I have autoimmune issues. I’ve tried everything from EMDR to acupuncture to ayahuasca. Severe neglect and abuse becomes a crippling affliction.
I am 75 years old and I still get flashbacks. There is always something there to remind me. My problems are trust, I don't know what love is like. I made it regardless. I have always felt like I don't belong here………Both my parents had serious issues. We were taken from them several times from age 3 to 14. The last time was helped me think and try to move on and i did. Things were much better once I was on my own. I just can't love another person. I like them. I just don't know what love is. I love my children but I can't love anyone else. A mother's love is different than a relationship with others.
I grew up with a big hole in me.. always hungry.. starving.. yearning, and nothing and no one could fill that hole in me because my parents refused to give me easy basic needs when I was growing up, I'm close of losing my whole hair out of severe depression, stress and anxiety…
My son was 4 before he moved into his own bed by his own volition. He still sometimes sleeps in our bed but he is exploratory with directions and quite often, will explore new ideas and experience himself. I think he has the confidence that we are always there as a safety net
Have done a lot of inner work and despite being positive that i am in the process of healing, i think that my childhood has scarred me for life.
I wasn't hit, but my maker (biological mother.) found it appropriate to deal with me by weapinizing her childs natural need for trust, love and affection against it at any opportunity, if it wasn't behaving to her liking.
Oh, and "dad" went for cigs of course.
A true classic.
Better to never be born.
After 8 years of neglect I was separated from my parents and six siblings and placed in foster care. 3 families in less than 4 years, it was absolutely devastating emotionally. To be a little kid suddenly separated from all you knew ( whether that's good or bad ) is shocking at best. Long story short there was no counseling coming out of that and at 57 I'm learning I've carried the classic signs of PTSD my entire life, what a waste. My advice is if you are watching this video and have been through something similar then seek help now! Don't wait, be honest with yourself, not worse or better or different than you actually are , but totally unbiased facts about your obstacles to healthy living. Don't wait until you're getting old and reflecting on your dysfunctional, painful life. With the internet available ignorance is a choice. Stop, take a breath, be objective, and seek help. I didn't realize it had changed me physically I thought it was mind over matter and suffered more than I had to because of that.
I can some what relate to the young boy story. But a little different. I was placed in foster care in 6 grade moved around a lot most adults I live with didn't show me love or kindness . I was scared all alone and didn't understand and still don't understand how to socialize with any one . I never had any friends. I have all was made bad decisions. I think that having gone thought so much trauma. It has had negative lasting effects on how I feel , how others treat me and how I interact with the world. My emotions run rapid. I cause very difficult relationships. I didn't have anyone to help me work thought all the pain and hurt I felt as a child. Then I unintentionally repeated the cycle with my own kids. To my children I a so sorry for what I put you though . I wish I could take it all back . I was so stupid I really thought I was a good mom but was I so completely wrong. I love you my little men.
The premises of your essay are totally wrong. Ceausescu was a communist dictator, but he was also a patriot who wanted to develop his country. Banning abortion was one of the best things he did for this country. There are many people today who call him father, thanks to Ceausescu's anti-abortion laws they exist. Today many more children are being abused and suffering even though abortion is allowed. You argue that those orphaned children of the communist era were suffering and should have been aborted, that would have been better you say, ignorantly and almost satanically overlooking the fact that abortion is a monstrous crime perpetrated on an unborn person. You argue that the practice of abortion is a more humane alternative to life in an orphanage. That is the stupidest and most sickening thing I have ever heard. Instead of looking for the root of the problem, you present abortion as a life-saving solution. What kind of sick, twisted mentality can you have?
I was that baby (in Russia) up until a year and a few months. I feel like what I suffered meant my wings were clipped before I could fly- ie the trauma ruined me. I'm 31 on disability rn and I'm just angry this.happened to me and that I inherited Autism. I wish I was normal, I had wealthy parents (you kinda need wealth to adopt at least in the US) so I feel like a privileged asshole. But at the same time, I'm not the average kid. I know this cause I've been trying to get help with therapy and they give me blank stares. Even the "trauma-informed" ones don't get it. I finally met a very empathetic social worker last year when I was homeless who actually understood me.
I feel like a failure, I had all of these.resourdes from my privilege and I just feel like I couldn't do anything. I really hope I can get my complex PTSD helped through ketamine treatment and if I can ever find a good therapist. Honestly knowing my disabilities could lead to a life of poverty makes suicide very appealing. I'm also an addict and really want independence because I was controlled so much. I had the support I needed like basic needs but it's like I was getting supported by staying in an abusive relationship. Someone in an abusive relationship with a rich person has privilege on the surface but it can still be really painful realizing your options are homelessness or remaining controlled.
I'm angry my past led to all of this- I had alcohol when I was in the womb (maybe other stuff too idk], didn't evem get the drugs or sex talk from my parents cause I was such an Autistic loser. Not sure it would have helped but they knee my risk of addiction was really high and didn't even talk to me about drugs or alcohol. Plus my mom drank every night to cope with stress. This and a lot more is why I have complex PTSD and I'd give anything to be "normal." I wish I had the privilege to be one of those people faking disabilities and mejral illness on TikTok. Must be nice to be so unaware. I'm just living it and wish my C-PTSD and Autism had a cure.
People say shit like "it all started when I was born…" and I relate expect I'd say it started before I was born with the stress and alcohol exposure. I knoe trauma affects people differently and I wish I got off lucky. At least I don't have severe Fetal Alcohol Syndrome.
Hoping that I can heal from all of thisband I wish the same to others dealing with the consequences of infant/childhood neglect- whether it was with your parents or you were in a dreadful institution like the one in this video.
God revealed to me that one severe way i too have suffered with emotional neglect was my mother unfortunately had a terminal cancer that was stage 4 and (God helaed her and shes alive today)
But even though she miraculously lived something did end up dying sitll…and that was her connection towards me as her baby…only God can restore what the enemy destroyed in her life and my life….
Jesus is teaching me more ways i can move toward her and love her, but it's very difficult and painful to do many times.
Im gratefull for all those who are here, bravery sharing some of your lakes of pain.
This type of abuse is the only abuse left that is not treated seriously yet. This destructive behavior of parents passed down from other parenting generations is a generational curse that must be broken and told to go to the feet of Jesus and sumbit to Him who has all authority.
This type of abuse is very cruel but what makes it more cruel is how insivisble it tries to hide itself from even some people questioning its existence because unwise and uneducated NON trauma informed people dont understand what the experience is like to actually go through.
Makes me upset this, thankful to have both parents from birth all the way to adulthood.. My path could easily have been different and much harder, and the impact on me, as id stand today, I'd be a very different personality, and very alone, very hurt, I'm thankful my parents didn't bring that upon me, bless all the young and youth have to endure this, ❤
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I don't.must be he
I grew up in a dysfunctional household. I’m 34 and my mother is great now. But growing up she was depressed from being in a horrible relationship with my dad, she was quite distant and on autopilot mode, exhausted from working 2 jobs because my dad was an alcoholic deadbeat who was hostile towards us. I have 2 older bothers who were violent towards me as a result of my dad’s approach to them. I no longer talk to my brothers nor my dad. My mum clearly has a guilty conscience and is trying very hard now, especially with my baby boy who she shows so much love for.
Because I understand the impact of neglect, I’m so scared of unintentionally doing it to my son. I show him so much love but now I have to go back to work when he is 9 months…he’s going to be in nursery (albeit a nice one) 4 days a week. I’m terrified that he will feel abandoned by me and will destroy his attachment with me..
This might seem random
but…
I CANNOT
stop obsessing and ruminating
and I have absolutely nobody to talk to about this
and I need to get it off my chest
(and I'm also willing to read responses,
if anyone feels called to respond…)
I had a HORRIBLE therapist
HORRIBLE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE
the worst
but here's the thing…
it's twofold:
1) he's wildly successful
(and I can't for the life of me figure out why or how)
2) I saw him for almost all of 2023,
I was so traumatized when I went to see him,
that I just kept going,
because I had nowhere else to turn…
In the end, he really fucked me up.
Instead of helping me, he traumatized me further.
It's over 7 months now,
and I can't stop obsessing over how he's traumatized me,
and all the money I wasted, etc. etc.
I can file a formal complaint.
But the process seems long and arduous,
and brings me no particular benefits…
It's just that I can use my voice,
and he can potentially get reprimanded…
(Also, it's all just his word against mine!)
But if I do this I have to do it soon…
I don't know what to do?
Any thoughts, anyone?
my life, so far,
45 years of:
– hell
– misery
– suffering
– depression
– despair
– abuse
– bullying
– torment
– nightmares
– terror
I want to die
I can no longer bear this hell that is my life
it's dark
it's ugly
it's filled with pain and poverty
and loneliness and trauma and aloneness
WHO STILL SLEEPS IN A COT AT 9-10???????????????????
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I remember when i was 5-7 or 4-7, my mom would neglect me. Almost every couple weeks or days when i was asleep in her bed (i still slept with my mom at this time), she would pack her stuff and go with scott to his house in west virginia leaving me at her apartment with my 2 older brothers. And when i would wake up, i wouldnt see my mom in bed so i would go everywhere around the house trying to find her. And most of the time she would leave me for either a couple days or weeks. And most of the time i would sob infront of this window in the living room. Waiting for her to come home. And when i heard the sound of a car i would get so exicted just to see that it wasnt her. But at 7 i started to get used to it. Now i HATE being alone. I still love my mom but it feels like she just ignores serious stuff i tell her. For example one time i told my mom how im similar to amythest from steven universe. I said "1, my birthstone is amythest, 2 we both are messy, and 3 she hates herself". Basically i was trying to tell my mom that i was depressed and hated myself. She told me to not say that and blah blah blah. And then like a day later she just forgot about it.
I grew up in an orphanage in Romania as well. I worked a lot to get rid of trauma but i still until today don't trust nobody. No matter how much they love me, support me or help me. I only trust myself. The best thing is that im such a strong woman I've been through a lot and yet i always smile and I'm still so positive and happy person. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger applies here
I was emotionally and physically neglected. My father wasn't physically abusive, but he was irritable, cold, and he used intimidation tactics. We learned to avoid him and spend most of our times in our rooms. My mom had it bad since it's not easy to be married to an unaffectionate man. She held a grudge, kinda went crazy, and they would argue all the time.
My hygiene, my hair, my teeth, untreated acne, sickly skin, and being severely underweight were just the tipping point of problems that my parents didn't do anything about. They used to lock the snacks in their bedroom and there was never anything to eat. I still weigh 110lbs as an adult. I think, if my mom didn't have her own marital problems, she might have been able to be more attentive. Still, she wasn't a saint and was often the author of her own issues as well.
I became an angry and sarcastic child. I felt worthless. I hit myself. I swore off relationships and I've still never been in one to date. I think I have BDD. I feel more angry than depressed nowadays, but not the kind of anger that you take out on people, more like throwing crap at the walls when I'm alone.
I would say that I was pretty smart, like unrefined talent that got wasted over time. I saw all the problems in my household, and I dared to ask why there was all this suffering. I stared into the abyss for answers, but all I got was a hole in the heart where joy-for-life used to be.
Depressing as it is, I'm working towards moving away from my family and starting a new life, and one where I can be free to live and trust in God without the inhibitions of my past. If only he could wait a little longer and make the economy a little better.
I grew up with a distant mother who never kissed me or hugged me. She patted me on my thigh and said, "I love you, darling." That was all the affection I received from her. At the same time, I had a mentally ill brother, two year's older than me that I was left with alone after school and all day during the Christmas breaks and Summer break. He was fine more or less for a half the time and then, he had "episodes of unpredictability." Later, he was diagnosed with schizophrenia and rediagnosed with schizoaffective disorder later. Looking back, I believe my father was a narcissist. My mother had my oldest sister by a previous marriage and she was her favorite, my dad's first child, which was a daughter with my mother was his favorite, and my brother was the only boy, which he was the "chosen one to carry on the name." As the youngest, I was the scapegoat of the family. I was blamed for everything! If my brother and I fought, it was always my fault and I got a whipping. First, with a belt countless times, when I was little. Later, I moved up to a razor strap (my father was a barber), when I was older. I ran away from home three times, when I was a senior in high school due to my father's abusive behavior. Both my parents called me names as long as I can remember and the name calling by my father digressed into calling me, "whore," "star boarder," and "worthless." My father always wanted to feel needed and he always had strings attached to anything he did for me.
After reading through tons of comments i can see how many people have been hurt, and how the very same people are developing as better people and even better parents.
I only hope that everyone who has been neglected in the development of their life can heal their injuries and can strive to be better than the ones who failed them.
Didn't neglected children enter this world without support, having bothered their parents for the chance at life, even just to be able to breathe….in an institution?
The children of drug addicted parents suffer so much.
I would like to see them develop a video about Childhood Trauma: The lives of Sexual Abused Children. I believe that to be one of the most hardest things to talk about yet we are not protecting our children if we are silent about it.
Thank you for reading and God bless. Remember that someone loves you.
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Fact: HIV didn't exist until the late 1970s, wasn't known of until the early 1980s (it was an "unknown illness" until then), and the only cases of it for the first several years were in the gay community of San Fransisco and one poor boy who got it through a blood transfusion in the mid-1980s. This video is obviously BOGUS. Clickbait. Also, it presumes, without actually saying it, that Autism is the result of infant neglect, which is patently false. Certain genes have been associated with Autism. Look it up.
Pete Walker reckons that you'll never completely heal from CPTSD, but that you can improve. It takes regular attention. This, if true, is bleak, but also with a bit of light of hope. Improvement through awareness, is better than where one started. I suppose I also shower regularly, every day, to keep clean. Still, I'd be lying if I said that healing wasn't tiring in itself. But I try to do what I can. Some days are even good.
I have heard that my grandmother abandoned all her 9 children because she didn't want to become part of a certain religion whom my grandfather belonged to.I know there are certain kinds of religions that are really controlling. My grandmother seemed to be a narcissist.
But of course it should never be an excuse for my grandmother to abandon her children..Both of my grandparents might have the problem..But child abandonment is too much.