Awareness of Past Behaviors

Verbally Expressed by TLP  (The Child) - Typed by TLP's Mom


I was always afraid of my surroundings.   When my mom took me to the store, I was afraid.  I was afraid that I would run into my birth-mom, but we never did.  I was afraid of everyone.  I was afraid that everyone would take me back to my birth-mom.    I was afraid that my birth-mom would take me back to her place when she saw me.    I don't like my birth-mom.  I love her, but I don't like her.   I don't like her because she hurt me. 

Sometimes I would see somebody that looked like her and I didn't want to be in the store.  So I acted weird, trying to get my mom to leave the store because I really thought I saw my birthmom and I was scared.    I used to make a scene.  I used to trip my mom.  I used to run away down the aisles and scream.  I used to kick and scream.  I used to bite my mom.    I used to think that hurting her was a better way to get her attention that I wanted to leave.   

When I was upset, I didn't want anybody to help me.  I wanted my way.  I wanted to do things on my own time.  Sometimes I still do, but not like when I was little.   When I was little, I didn't want people to take care of me.    One time at Blockbuster, I wanted my own way.    My mom told me to do Strong Sitting.  I wouldn't do it, and I kicked and screamed and kept walking away from her.  My mom chased me and jumped on me.  She held me in the store.  I thought she was a stunt woman jumping on me.  She put me face down and I squealed on the floor.  I was surprised that she did that.  At first I was thinking that she was going to hurt me.    I was screaming on the way home in the car.  I bit her really hard.    I thought it made me feel stronger.  I liked the reactions I got when I did bad things.   I liked to hear people yell.    I liked to make people angry.   I liked to do things that would make people stay away from me so I could be safe.




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Let us not look back
in anger or forward
in fear, but around
in awareness.
  

-James Thurber