For me it's an overwhelming nostalgia bomb which definitely can feel melancholy, as I had a good childhood, and I guess am pining for those good times.
Some think it’s a song alluding to unrequited love. So that is maybe why we get to feel a little down when we hear it. We’re missing something. Maybe the person who sang it to us, the nostalgia for childhood, or maybe we just get the idea that the lyrics sound just as pleading as they are declarative.
It's unfortunate that sometimes parents can't be there for their little ones because of their own issues, but it doesn't mean you aren't deserving of compassion (be it as a child or adult). As a therapist, I hope your week goes well and remember today is a new day for something good to happen.
I don't even text mine, don't have that type of connection with her. I just pay obligatory visits every few months, and then we talk about the news and share nothing personal.
My mom was the worst. Violent, loveless, cruel and egocentric. Spend my life in care homes and boarding schools just like my little sister. I still see a shrink 35 years later.
My son has a loving ma and pa. He doesn't like my singing tho...
He turned 18 last year and he knows this is his home as long as he likes. We always made him feel we are living together in this house, our house.
I never felt welcome at home in my childhood, my son will never ever have this feeling.
Funny thing is I had a record contract with a now defunkt label when he was born. He must have heard a lot of noise inside his mom's womb, I was just signing up when he was born, heheh.
And yet a coincidence where a maltreated offspring is the one who has to decide whether they should die peacefully or die in prolonged agony and cruel surgeries to “prolong” their lives.
I'm really curious how the math works for where you think people can retire as soon as their kids start working. Retire at 50? Get kids at 40? Start working at 30?