How do you cope with the longing for nurture? One of my therapists once said it's like learning to live with a disability, you learn to accommodate it. I don't think I'll ever feel truly happy/at peace/relaxed because I long for nurture. I had an horrifically abusive upbringing and cut off all my (very small) family as a result. I then married and divorced a very disturbed/abusive man. I now find myself in my middle years, never really having had much experience of what it must feel like to be properly loved and nurtured. I imagine how nice it must feel to have a loving mother, someone to admire & fawn over you. How nice it must feel to have a family of positive supportive people. I've no idea how I keep going sometimes. I try to cultivate a wide circle of friends but there is always a hole in my heart from all the neglect in my life. How do you cope without nurture, when all you have is yourself?