Healing From Complex Trauma & PTSD/CPTSD

A journey to healing from complex trauma.

People in my life now, are not responsible for being what I needed as a child.


I realise a lot of prolonged child abuse survivors, who had toxic, abusive, neglectful parents did not receive the care and parenting needed and deserved. And those needs continue on into adulthood. They did for me. I subconsciously wanted people to ‘make up’ for the family I never had. The loving, safe, parents… I never had.

I realised through my healing, I had been searching for people to be my parents, throughout adulthood. I subconsciously saw people as potential ‘parents’ and others as potential ‘siblings’ etc.  Those needs never fulfilled, don’t just go away when you become 18. They continue on and I am honest to know this.

Once I realised this, I also realised I could not expect anyone to ‘look after me’ or be the family I never had. The only people who could be parents, siblings, were my own and that did not happen for me. The parenting I needed as a child, could only be within my childhood. But, it didn’t happen. I have accepted this.

I am not a child now. I am an adult. I don’t need parenting by others and I realised some time back, no-one else can be expected to be my parent.

So I learned to parent myself. I did a lot of inner child healing, myself.

I don’t expect my husband, my friends, to be anything other than who they are. I don’t expect or demand them to make up for my past, or look after me as a parent would. It is actually quite selfish to expect things of people, they are not responsible for. I am way past that.

I want an adult-adult relationship with my husband. Although I tend to parent/teach him sometimes, because his emotional development was very stunted and he has even stated he has grown a lot, due to me. I’ve had to do this, for not only his sake, but for our children. His issues affected our children and that is not something I am willing to ignore. But, in no way is he my ‘parent’ and I don’t want him to be.

I realised, if I continued to expect unreasonable needs from other people, I would always be unhappy, because they would never be a replacement for all I did not receive in childhood. And neither should they be.

I am thankful I went through this entire process, had the self honesty and self insight to understand all this. And can now help others with this. As I see clearly this is an issue many have.

Author: Healing From Complex Trauma & PTSD/CPTSD

I am a survivor of complex and multiple trauma and abuse, who at the age of 40, began my healing journey. I am using my journey to recovery and healing, to help others, to help survivors feel less alone, validated, encouraged and to enable others to understand themselves more. Complex trauma, particularly from severe, prolonged childhood abuse, is profoundly life changing. Complex trauma produces complex adults. The journey to recovery is a painful, often lonely, emotional daily challenge and it is my aim to encourage others in their daily battle. ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

2 thoughts on “People in my life now, are not responsible for being what I needed as a child.

  1. Wonderful post, this describes my life also. The lack of having a “mother” whom I later learned, with therapy, was toxic, and had to come to that realization that I would never have a mom that I longed for. She would never change, would continue to hurt me, so I had to cut off ties.

    Searching and craving that parental love has made me angry and depressed for so many years, and that coupled with PTSD; it hasn’t been an easy adult life. It’s easy for people to say ‘get over it’, but I do have to get over it.

    • I’m so sorry your mother was so toxic. I understand the depths of pain and long term issues this causes – which is all very normal when raised by such a toxic mother.

      I’m not sure we ever ‘get over it’ – but we can over time, learn how to manage it better.

      Just having that awareness, that no-one can be a replacement for the mother we deserved and didn’t have, is part of our healing.

      ❤ ❤