Nothing’s changed and everything’s changed

I was more loved and mothered than I believed. I had a mother, but she was just not the woman who gave birth to me. In my counselling session yesterday, we talked a lot about my grandmother and how much she actually mothered me. How much she nurtured, protected and empowered me. She was more…

How being unmothered affects us

My counsellor and I have been talking a lot lately about the unmothered child and the resultant wound it creates in a child. What does it really mean to be unmothered? What does it feel like in those dark, hurt places that should have been filled with a mother’s unconditional love and care, acceptance and…