An emotional vacuum

No one’s childhood is perfect. When we look back there’s always something we weren’t happy with, or would look to change and often do.

Having had to live in an emotional vacuum for 46 years is a long time no one should have to endure, let alone live. I think that out of all my experiences, this is the biggest one I’m finding difficult to come to terms with. Missing out on understanding all of my symptoms centred around my disability. Slowly I’m now working on those.

Then there’s 46 having to adapt into a life that didn’t allow me to adapt alongside a disability I should have known about. Time with family will have been better because we will all have worked together and that’s the way it should have been. I would have had the support to allow me to function around a disability that will have been brought out into the open.

I would also have had understanding around my neurological issues. I could also have got help with school, without feeling I’d failed. In a nutshell, I lived in an emotional vacuum knowing nothing about my disability, about my life, or about me. Out of everything, it’s the one thing I go back to. The disbelief that I was made to live this life.

I have come to terms with many things as my blogs show, but I’m not sure how I’m supposed to come to terms with the enormity of the abuse. Although childhood emotional neglect, (CEN) is what an emotional vacuum is, in my case it didn’t stop me from trying to work out what I had.

The emotional vacuum would be in place for many years until an opportunity allowed me to open the door myself. My life would then be changed forever in the form of a diagnosis and The CP Diary.


16 Oct, 2017

4 thoughts on “An emotional vacuum

  1. Yes, that emotional vacuum was one of the worst things to have to deal with all of these years. I hadn’t really realized how bad it was until around the time we connected, so it was very good timing.

    We both had parents who didn’t really acknowledge our issues, or to be more precise, they chose not to. I spent most of my life feeling like I was such a horrible person and didn’t deserve any sort of happiness of my own, since I wasn’t ever able to make my parents happy!

    We weren’t allowed to feel much of anything, so it’s no wonder I have felt like a zombie for most of my life. They tried to force us to think, act and feel the way they wanted us to; which went against everything decent and moral which no parent should ever do.

    People always act horrified when I talk about my parents the way I do, but they didn’t grow up in the hell that was our childhood. We were both really robbed of so much in life seeing as we both had issues that our parents knew about, but chose to ignore.

    I find it nearly impossible to just let it go, like people love to suggest. The only two emotions I felt by the time I became an adult, were rage at the world and disgust with myself, because I was such a horrible little boy that never did anything right.

    This so explains a lot of things, like why it has been that I have been drawn to the same type of relationships but just with different women and kept wondering why and how it was happening.

    I’m finally at a point where I’m at least comfortable in my own skin and ready to find out what it’s like to finally be happy.

    1. Thanks Randy. Yes, what you’re explaining is control, ‘helicopter parenting’ issues, where parents control their children’s lives so that they’re not thinking and acting independently.

      I have had that too and always being aware of the control, made me even more determined not to make the same mistakes twice, if and when it came to having my own children. As parents it’s our job to guide and that’s accepted.

      When it comes to physical or mental health issues, there really is no excuse for the emotional vacuum, but I’m choosing not to carry what’s been done, but instead choose to understand and leave the final decision to the universe.

      I believe and am of the opinion that things ‘done to us’ will never go unnoticed. We all become accountable for the things we do. Where it’s clear ‘things have been done to us,’ it’s up to us to change our thinking on those things, so that we begin to change things for our own children.

      It’s important not to dwell, or we’ll make ourselves ill in the process of carrying our parents guilt. It’s certainly not our guilt to carry.

  2. You salvaged your life with the aid of determination, which is why you’ll live this life to the fullest, despite. I can see that in the way your head is raised.

    1. Thanks Tim. Yes, unconsciously I believed there was a bigger picture for me. It was just a matter of time and my life would change.

      I didn’t understand at that time how it would change or what form it would take, but I had a strong enough belief to believe things would change.

      Perhaps where you say, ‘I can see that in the way your head is raised’ that is exactly what it was. Even through some very dark days, my thoughts grounded me. I was not prepared to throw in the towel.

      I needed to hold on, to believe that my time would come.

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