I think it was the first time I had actually sat down with a group of professionals who were only children, and we talked about what it was like. I think what stood out for me, it kept ringing in my head: ‘God I’m not the only one, I’m not the only one who feels this’ and it was a revelation really. And what happened in the workshop, was that we spent time on our own in different configurations, and then I think we all sat in the middle and said what it was like to be in that position in the family. What I remember was that… when we spoke about how it was, like it was a revelation to the whole group. I remember people saying :‘God it sounds like hell being an only child’ and that really was like the recognition from other people, from other positions, [...]
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Poem from the workshop: – October 23rd 2004 Daddy I needed you to help me grow up become more balanced, less worried, less temperamental, less emotionally needy I know you are pleased with what I am more than my mother but you still expect me to watch over you Mummy, I needed you to be less possessive less doting you wanted me to be your shadow your re-incarnation your chance to have another life to compensate for your failed one Now I am so messed up I don’t know how to move on I want to have what most people have emotionally let me go let me be free I will still love you much, too much If only I had not been a good girl If only I had not been so obedient Some day I’ll understand why it has been so difficult to keep afloat Bookmark on Delicious [...]
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