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Not all parental attitudes are toxic. For my mother, education is a symbol of success and a step to status. Nothing and no one could stop her in getting an education. Not her envious tyrant husband, who mocked and devalued her. No small number of children, who are either in kindergarten or school, are prepared to eat, then stuffed into mugs, then washed, then cured. Neither the collapse of the USSR, after which education fell below the plinth, and candidates of science went to the market. Mom still continued to study, she had a dream - to become a boss, a “white” man, as she said. A diploma from a technical school, a diploma from an institute, a bunch of advanced training courses... And all this from my childhood. I remember that my mother always learns. This became part of the structure of my personality and became a model of behavior. If a woman wants success in life, she goes and learns. She doesn’t run around with husbands and lovers, doesn’t take bribes, doesn’t buy diplomas and doesn’t use connections to push her through. She studies hard, in spite of everything, in spite of her environment, step by step, she walks her own steps and therefore her success is genuine, and her children move on. Because the ability to learn is a resource that mother developed and used to the fullest. Due to the lack of other resources. Studying for me is like breathing air. Learning new skills, introducing them and applying them in life, taking knowledge in spite of everything and in spite of all circumstances is as natural for me as flying for a bird. I studied when there was no money at all and I was starving, I studied when Ukraine fell into the abyss and normal life collapsed overnight, I was studying when I became seriously ill and had to sum up the results and write a will, and I sat and took notes on lectures. I, like my mother, don’t care that the world is collapsing or changing, there is a war or everyone is being driven into the digital concentration camp. I have a built-in resource to gain knowledge and through it change my life under any circumstances. I know how and can do this. But not because I’m so cool, but because my mother developed this skill, she developed it with perseverance and tears, endured it and paid the price with her years. Therefore, I use this resource easily, it flowed into me and I further develop it and rely on it. But I was not immediately able to take this value from my mother, realize and recognize it. From a cold, cruel and rejecting mother. I walked my path of consent, to the ability to take treasures from my mother and carry them into my life, and this was also one of the stages of learning. What resource were you able to take from your mother? https://www.b17.ru/training.php?id=75729 Author's transformational coaching program “Healing relationships. How to let go of complaints about your mother and start living your life” for 3 months