Neglect is neglect, whichever way you choose to look at it.
I remember a conversation that took place between myself and a Senior Consultant when I went to get my diagnosis, who said that if I had have known about my cerebral palsy as a child, I would have had to wear calipers and I would have been put in a special school for children with learning difficulties.
Whilst I believe there is truth in what he said, I hope that my parents would have fought my corner if that had been the case. I shall never know, because my life didn’t turn out that way. Perhaps it’s not that I didn’t get to find out that’s bothering me, it’s the lack of trust around the not knowing that I struggle with more.
A relationship between a parent and child are based on trust, it’s what those relationships are based on. Trust, a little word with a big impact that makes us feel loved, makes us feel worthy and cared for. A word that signifies to the child that their parents will do their best no matter what.
After all these years, I need to choose a different thinking that serves me better. Perhaps I didn’t get to find out because it has allowed me to write for The CP Diary now.