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Is Your Spiritual Gift Hidden in Your Wounded Inner Child? Part 1: Hiding the Child
The Identification of Self
So, allow me to share my story with you.
Unbeknownst to me, born as a Black male child in the social discord of the 1960s, to parents of grandparents who survived the Great Depression, just two generations removed from slavery, I was already destined to be embattled with the generational curse of identification of self: self-esteem, self-worth, self-realization, and self-actualization, just to name a few.
But add to that the childhood perplexity of being born to a mother who suffered from bipolar disorder and a father who had OCD.
And with that, you have the psychological formula for the development (or rather the underdevelopment) of an overthinking, anxiety-prone, anger-repressing child, who learned to survive his tumultuous environment by turning off his emotional response system to the world.
A world that continually toggled his evolving mind from extremes of emotional chaos and volatility to a constant demand for perfection and order.
Establishing the need for the creation of an emotional fortress to protect and hide the wounded child.
To hide him from the pain. To hide him from the fear.
