Love that Mizz, I did not know it.
O, I am going to order "For Your Own Good."
Re the girls, the hardest part for me is that I can see my eldest is trying but after almost ten years, she still does not fully trust me and I have to accept that because I earned it. And she is a pretty trusting person generally (ouch).
But it does get better every time I see her, and she gets better. Sometimes her getting better means drawing even stronger boundries with me, which is part of the process.
But even when it is hard on me, I am so grateful that she survived and is thriving even after the pain her Dad and I put her through. But the hardest part is I know in my heart there is a little part of her that will never heal and I have to own that. When I think of her when she was a baby, so open and welcoming to life, to the world, it makes me a little sad. She still has a lot of that, but a little bit is missing. But my job is to do what I can to make the missing part the smallest possible, even when it needs to hurt me to help her or just to watch her get her there.
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