Feeling a bit miserable today. Both my kids are dealing with difficult stuff at school. Low-level verbal bullying and teasing. The kind of thing that I suffered from for years at school and nothing was ever done about it. I remember going home and crying frequently to my Mum and she cuddled me but said nothing could be done. I don't hold it against her as I think the climate was different back in the 70s and 80s when I was growing up. When I think back to the really bad years, between 10-14, I have nothing but bad memories.
Sometimes I feel about to say 'well, I went through all that when i was a kid, and I turned out fine ...' except I didn't turn out fine. I mean, I grew up, went to university, had a few friends, socialised, got married, had kids, held down jobs, travelled. I'm not exactly a failure but, the more I think about it, the more I realise that that bullied and lonely girl became an angry, insecure, anxious and often very difficult and unlovable adult.
How have others come to terms with this? I guess it's not surprising that, when you have kids of your own, you revisit mentally your own childhood and see things in a different way.