A child can’t separate their parents’ limitations from their own worth.

So many years later, even after they’ve left that environment, some feeling remains in their body:
I need to try harder.
I need to be worth more.
I need to make others a little more satisfied.
Otherwise, it feels like I don’t have the right to exist peacefully.
A child needs to be blessed, needs to be welcomed into this world—something the caregivers should provide.
If those things aren’t given, it doesn’t mean the child isn’t worthy of love, and it doesn’t mean the child was never meant to exist.
It more so means that the environment in which the child grew up didn’t give her what she was supposed to have.
There’s a big difference between the two.