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[โ€“] schmorpel@slrpnk.net 2 points 2 hours ago (1 children)

Hey, parent here, and Off My Chest back to you: Sacrificing for my child sounds like a bit much. But I'm also intrigued: sacrifice in which way, on a spectrum that could range from "Save from a burning building" to "Spend years of one's life to raise a child"

But honestly, wholesome parent-child relations are awesome. When I had my kid I was determined to have nothing but wholesome interactions with them. Doesn't always work out like that. Trauma that is passed on through generations is not easy to shake off. As a parent I feel lucky and honored that my grown up child still wants to talk to me!

You have no idea how strong this bond is...

Like... my mom have what I call "bipolar moments" and yells at me a lot

I still have an INTENSE feeling towards her...

Like I'm scare of her and yet I don't wanna let go... I'm simultaneously afraid of separation

Like I constantly think about the past, the nostalgia where I cuddled with her, travel around the city, played on the beach, I spend time with her more than any other family member.

I never even see my mom and dad kiss, hug, or hold hands... I never see my older brother cuddled with mom

I feel like I have a special unique bond with mom...

I'm this very clingy child...

Apparantly there is a phenomenon where children's brains develop attachment to their caregivers...

So yea...

Brain chemicals be funny