Posted by Dr. Nilda Perez | 0 comments

My mom died when my brother and I were 10 and 12. My father remarried six months later to a woman who had her own family and wanted nothing to do with my brother and I. But my father never saw it. We were not allowed to grieve our mom and our step mother was a mean and evil woman to us. After college my brother and I left the house but we never stopped wanting our dad’s attention and he refused. Through therapy with Nilda we learned that we were grieving the loss of two parents, that we had to come to terms with the fact that we needed to love each other and accept that our father may never want to be a part of our lives. This did not mean we were not worth loving but we needed to love ourselves and each other and let go the recentment.

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