I don’t write about my mother often. Of all my dysfunctional childhood relationships, my experience with my mother is the most painful.
I believe that small children have a disproportionate need for the feminine nurturing energy. When it’s not available, I think the pain runs deeper.
I am not suggesting that fathers are not needed. They are desperately needed. And their interactions with their children are critical to shaping that child’s future belief systems and relationships.
But for me, the lack of nurturing maternal energy seemed to leave a deeper mark.