Cindy Piper
oceanside
I constantly tell my sons:It's a Happily ever after. I have been informed its annoying. Alot. And by all of them. But I continue to believe it... and continue to say it. And tell them over and over again its true. They are not positive thinkers... Unsure why. I am disgustingly positive in my own mentally ill way. Unfornately they may be right on this "Everything is not a Fairytale Mom!" Way of thinking... But... Then I consider the book of Grimms that filled me full of horror at the end of almost every little fairytale (ie."Sleeping Beauty"was a rape story)... and say... Yup... I am not so off on my fairytale thinking...
How did I get like this one may wonder? Well My mom died when I was 4. Quite Tramatic all by itself I have been told... but only my first inch in my long twirling journey in my dark, warped Rabbit hole. My Alcoholic father was charged with neglect (go figure... I remember often eatting dirt in the back yard...beat us almost daily...he never had a job that I could remember...And we had moved several times after my mothers death... usually to a strange womans house and apparently on one occassion to a Nudist camp of sorts... which I never witnessed firsthand...because I spent my time playing in the Attic. True story.). So at age 8 I entered foster care. Let me Clue you in... thats not a "Happily Ever after"... though in comparison to my fathers hell... it was a nice change ;).
I have figured out that damaged children either become damaged adults... or coping ones... constantly looking to heal a soul... (mainly thier own... but whatever damaged victim who falls in thier headlights will do...:).)... This has led me into a life-long need to help others... since I have "fixxed myself..." hehehehehehe.... What I have discovered about myself is I really don't like people much... I mean really... Alot... Not a great thing when your trying to raise normal kids...:)... You want them to fit in well with society... and so you usually don't explain things...(well if you do you try to paint it with a Rose colored Glasses Paint brush... so as not to traumatize them and make them into your little freak clones...).
It effects everything...