As a child, my core nature that is a set of automatically triggered perceptions and values and priorities that are present at birth, were never identified by my parents.
Being seen as an angry child, the underlying qualities that I was born with were completely ignored. Instead I was constantly being judged on my outward behaviour. We cannot know what someone or something is really like by looking at that person, or appearance without thinking about, or coming to understand what that person deals with or how they really are.
Others must come to understand our behaviour and in doing so they will come to recognise our struggles enough to know that our outward behaviour is always symptomatic of in my case emotional and physical difficulties. My core nature back then, which hardly ever surfaced, is now exhibited and continues to be exhibited through my writing.
It’s something my father recognised later in my life. The irony is I have never changed. My thoughts and feelings, who I really was back then, is still very much who I am today minus the anger.