Upon reading Stevie’s background, I at least understood his background. Perhaps that could give me a clue as to why he triggered me.
I had no idea that I’d ever suffered from neglect. Neglect to me was a kid living in squalor conditions, something sever like that. That never happened to me. I remembered I’d had a roof over my head, food to eat, and schooling. But there was so much that I didn’t remember. That was the key.
Not only did Stevie bring up neglect, but he also brought up new forms of abuse. One of which was financial abuse from my family. By the time I was in high school, I had managed to save over $7000.00, which I was going to use for college. I was a prolific saver using babysitting money and whatever to put away for future use. That money “mysteriously” disappeared and ended up in my father’s pocket to use for his own use. I was not the only one that happened to. My older sister had even more money saved. I have no idea how much money he stole, but it must be in the tens of thousands if counting all the kids’ savings accts.
Stevie helped bring that up.
The neglect seems a little more hidden. And it isn’t just from a child that’s that happened to me. Is neglect learned?
I don’t know the answer to that, but it seems to me to be an influence in my life even today. So, I would say neglect has a long-lasting effect without some sort of intervention. I will say though even today, I realize I seem to manage to neglect myself today. It’s rather eye-opening that I still neglect myself today in various forms. I am working on fixing that.