‘In order for the light to shine so brightly, the darkness must be present…’ – Francis Bacon

One can always make the best out of a bad situation. As I continue to walk down the path of self-love, I recognise the lessons disguised within the difficult times. I harness those teachings and with all of my strength and willingness, I use them to develop the person I am now and who I am becoming. 

I am going to be blunt in this post because honesty and vulnerability are beautiful things. My sister and I had a terrible childhood and adolescence. We grew up with a sociopathic, narcissistic and all-round bad tempered father. He treated us and our mother very badly; leaving emotional scars and cracks until one day he left and we haven’t seen him since. I’m not going to delve into the details, as they are deeply personal. What I do want to share, is what I ultimately gained and learned from this life-changing experience:

1.) He taught me the only real thing to fear is fear itself.

I may not have ever truly known fear if it wasn’t for my father. His constant screaming and threats led me to a nervous breakdown at the young age of 13. At the age of 16, he threatened to kill me over the phone and I heard my own voice pleading with him not to do it. Anxiety is a familiar companion and one I know all too well. It has been the worst and best thing to ever happen to me. It taught me resilience. It gave me the skill to appreciate anything and everything I come into contact with. It presented me with the courage I didn’t know I had and it drove me to do more and be more, so for that, I thank you Dad. 

2.) He taught me a very distorted view of anger.

When all a child witnesses is aggression from her father and silence from her mother, she grows up not understanding a very normal emotion: anger. I had to teach myself that it was okay when people had an argument or disagreed. Past boyfriends saw me running for the door every time we had a fight, because of course, I misconstrued their temporary annoyance for something much larger. Now, I am in a wonderful relationship with a man that shows me how to express emotions in a healthy way. I found the balance I never had growing up. I hope to show my child a much healthier version of anger someday. I get it now Dad. 

3.) He taught me the beauty that is freedom.

Whenever I would walk two steps in front my father, he would growl ‘Bec’ and I would have to step back in line with him. He didn’t allow me to be a curious child, that just wanted to explore. Sure, my sister and I saw the world at a young age due to his job at Qantas, but the holiday’s always came with high tension. I saw beautiful places from the inside of a metaphorical cage, becoming more and more anxious of the outdoors with every step I took, knowing he was monitoring me. When he finally left and I began to master my anxiety, I took off like a jet plane. I solo backpacked through China. I ran wild through Vietnam & Cambodia. I explored the East & West of the U.S. I took hold of any and every thrilling opportunity I could. Freedom cannot be truly appreciated unless you have been restricted. Dad, your iron grip made me such an adventurer. My entire world has never been the same since you let go.

4.) He taught me the importance of having an identity.

A narcissistic father always takes the spotlight. The children sit in the dark audience, unable to speak or form their own characteristics. When our father finally left, my sister and I were free to blossom as individuals. Unfortunately, that meant we became quite possessive of our interests. We had to be known by certain things. It caused competition, arguments, jealousy and insecurities. I look back on this now with so much understanding. Two children that weren’t given permission to shine, would undoubtedly struggle with their identities later in life. With this knowledge and compassion, we no longer need to be defined by things. We know who we are and that is two unique, special women that make the world a better place every single day, just by being them. This journey to self-realisation has been a struggle Dad but what a liberating feeling it is to love myself unconditionally, without judgement.

5.) He taught me that the best families laugh and talk openly.

I cannot remember a night at the dinner table that wasn’t tense and devoid of life. I couldn’t wait to finish my food, so I could hide in my room. I spent so much of my childhood at my best friend’s house, admiring the light-hearted communication between parents and children. They were able to express themselves however they wanted and no topic was off-limits. I am generally a very open person. Ask me anything. Some of the best moments I’ve had are the ridiculous conversations between my mum, stepfather and myself, as we ate dinner together years after my father was out of the picture. It is how I envisioned family life to be. Dad, my house is going to be so full of love and light thanks to you. You showed me exactly how a family should be. I’m so excited to hear everything my child has to say.

6.) He taught me that I am worthy of the deepest love.

I wasn’t loved by my father and therefore didn’t recognise true love from a male. My young adulthood consisted of going after anybody that paid me the slightest attention, whether I was interested in them or not. I used to have the mentality that I had to take what I could get. It wasn’t until my second nervous breakdown at 22, that I began to discover my own self-worth. Anybody I chose to invite into my life or my bed was incredibly lucky. I began to turn away from male attention, determined to live the rest of my life alone, unless I found somebody worthy of me and I of them. Without warning, in he came and my life has never been the same since. He is going to be the most wonderful husband and father this world has ever seen. Dad, you could’ve walked me down the aisle this year, had you been a different person. I don’t blame you, it just makes me sad that you don’t understand genuine love…but at least I do.

7.) He taught me to do everything the hard way.

I could’ve thrown down completely during my teenage years. I was so emotionally confused, insecure and anxious, that nobody would’ve blamed me if I had turned to a life of drugs, alcohol or promiscuity. Can you believe, at the age of nearly 27, I have never touched a single drug, been so drunk that I’ve vomited or had a one night stand? I’m not judging those that have, but I refused to go down that path even in the darkest of moments. There was always a little fire burning inside, that told me to keep going no matter how hard. I have cried until I was gasping. I have shook from panic attacks so intense, my bed rocked. I’ve thought many times that the world was better off without me, but I never gave up. The hard way made me unbelievably strong. Nothing can topple me. Nothing can silence my heart or crush my spirit. Dad, you’ve built a machine. Watch me go!

8.) He taught me that I don’t need him or his love to feel happy, fulfilled and complete.

A sociopath cannot love, therefore it is illogical to expect it from them. I am beyond loved by my family, Francis, friends and those around me. I read a wonderful quote the other day: ‘life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got.’ Dad, you don’t need to say sorry or tell me you’re proud of me. I am proud of me. My approval is the only thing that truly matters at the end of the day. Some people can overcome past damage. I am living proof of this. You obviously weren’t strong enough.

There is always light in the darkness. Our pasts do not define us. Every single day we are given the choice to be the best person we can be. Every time we look in the mirror, we can choose to greet the reflection with love or hate. Every moment that is difficult, is an opportunity to grow. Nobody is coming to save you, so you have to save yourself. If your parent was not a particularly good role model, do not become a victim of this. Make yourself into the best damn role model you can be for yourself and those around you. Learn from them. Find that light in the darkness.

Peace & Love xoxox