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Monday, January 6, 2025

Breaking the Cycle: Generational Trauma Among Women and the Impact on Our Daughters, Granddaughters, and… Our Love Lives (Oh, and Friendships Too)

Breaking the Cycle: Generational Trauma Among Women and the Impact on Our Daughters, Granddaughters, and… Our Love Lives (Oh, and Friendships Too)

Hello, Supermom.

It’s no secret that being a single mom comes with a whole lot of superpowers. You're juggling everything—kids, work, social life (who are we kidding, what's a social life?), and of course, surviving the never-ending mountain of laundry. But what happens when the weight of not just your responsibilities but also the invisible baggage passed down through generations lands on your shoulders?


Enter generational trauma—a phrase that sounds a lot like it should come with a therapist’s bill, right? But, hey, don’t run for the hills just yet. Understanding this concept can actually help you understand why you sometimes find yourself feeling a little... well, triggered by things that seem innocuous to the outside world. Trust me, you’re not crazy. You’re just carrying some old, unnecessary family baggage.

Generational trauma refers to the emotional, psychological, or behavioral patterns passed down through families, often from mother to daughter, grandmother to granddaughter, and so on. Think of it as a gift that no one wants. This trauma is often linked to unresolved issues like abuse, neglect, or emotional hardship that were never fully addressed in earlier generations. These patterns show up in everything from how we handle relationships (you know, those “lovely” male relationships we have) to how we interact with our friends, and even how we parent our children.

Let’s face it—mother-daughter relationships are already complicated. But when you add the weight of generational trauma into the mix, it’s like trying to fit a giraffe into a minivan. The impact of what your mother or grandmother experienced doesn’t just disappear. It trickles down, leaving invisible imprints on the next generation. If your mother struggled with low self-esteem, unhealed emotional wounds, or maybe had trouble trusting men (you know, just a tiny thing), guess what? You might have inherited those struggles, and whoops—now your daughter might be struggling with them too.

And let’s not even get started on how this affects granddaughters. I mean, if you thought watching your own daughter struggle with relationships was hard, just wait until you see your grandchild trying to figure out how to love, trust, and not become a walking example of unresolved issues. It’s like the family drama of the century, only you can’t mute it.

Friendships. Ah, yes. Those sweet, supportive relationships—unless you're walking around with a backpack full of generational trauma. It’s no wonder so many women struggle to form and maintain meaningful friendships. If you're constantly carrying emotional wounds that stem from childhood, how in the world are you supposed to trust your friends, let alone let them see the real, unfiltered version of yourself? Add in the fear of rejection, a deep-seated need for validation, and an instinct to protect yourself at all costs—and suddenly, your girl group is full of surface-level small talk and a whole lot of emotional distance.

But hey, it’s not just you. You know your friend who always cancels plans at the last minute or seems to be constantly involved in chaotic drama? Yeah, she might be carrying a bit of generational trauma herself, and let’s be real—chaos seems to be part of the package deal. Until we start working through these deeply rooted patterns, our friendships might feel more like a game of emotional dodgeball than a safe place to lean on.

Now, let’s talk about relationships with men. Cue the dramatic music, right? If you grew up in a household where emotional neglect or toxic masculinity was the norm, it’s no wonder you might struggle with relationships later in life. You know, that whole “I’m not worthy of love” thing or the “All men are fill in the blank” mentality. Or how about this one: "I don’t need a man!" Yeah, we’ve all said that, but sometimes that “independence” mask is really just a shield from the hurt caused by a broken relationship or emotional scars left from childhood.

We’re not blaming anyone here (okay, maybe a little). But let’s acknowledge the obvious: we teach our daughters how to navigate relationships based on what we learned about them growing up. So, if the men in our lives weren’t great role models—maybe they were absent, emotionally unavailable, or just plain toxic—it’s pretty likely that we’ll unintentionally attract those same types of men. And trust me, our daughters notice. "Mom, why do you let him treat you like that?"

And here’s a fun twist—men who have grown up in similar circumstances (hello, unresolved generational trauma) might find it equally hard to navigate healthy relationships. It’s like trying to make a smoothie with half the ingredients missing.

Now, here’s the kicker. Because generational trauma often goes unaddressed, many women end up seeking psychological treatment outside of the home. It’s not just about therapy sessions or support groups (although, thank goodness for those). It’s about realizing that the pain you’re carrying isn’t just your own—it’s an emotional inheritance. And honestly, breaking the cycle sometimes requires a little more than a good talk therapy session.

We might need to dig deep and do the hard work—whether that’s through therapy, journaling, yoga, or (dare I say it?) emotional triage with the bestie over a bottle of wine. But here’s the thing: It’s worth it. Breaking generational trauma is hard, messy work, but it’s the only way to create a healthier, more emotionally stable future for our daughters and granddaughters. Plus, who wants to pass down a bunch of unresolved issues along with the family heirloom china? Let’s make healthier legacies.

Breaking the cycle isn’t about perfection—it’s about healing. Healing means allowing ourselves to feel the emotions we've buried, forgiving our parents (even when it’s hard), and choosing to live differently for the sake of the next generation. It means allowing our daughters to see us struggle, but also showing them how to rise above.

So, let’s get real. We can break the cycle. It starts with awareness, honesty, and the courage to take action. And if you need a little help along the way, that’s perfectly fine. Trust me, no one said breaking generational trauma was easy—but it is possible.

And hey, if we can survive all of that and still manage to laugh at ourselves along the way, then maybe—just maybe—we’re onto something good.


Wednesday, December 11, 2024

Surviving the Chaos: A Single Mom's Journey Through Health, Heartache, and Hope


 

Surviving the Chaos: A Single Mom's Journey Through Health, Heartache, and Hope

Being a single mom is brutal. Throw in a few health conditions, a dash of mental health challenges in your kids, and a sprinkle of “when will this all end?” and you’ve got my life. But somehow, here I am—three-time brain tumor survivor, Auto-immune warrior, and managing a household with two older kids who’ve seen their share of struggles too.

It’s not the life I expected, but it’s the life I’ve got. And if I’m being totally honest, sometimes it feels like I’m starring in my own reality show, with the subtitle “How to Survive Parenting While Battling a Dozen Chronic Illnesses.” Spoiler alert: It’s not a glamorous show, but it’s mine, and I
’m still here to tell the story.

The Health Struggles: A Never-Ending Rollercoaster

Let’s talk about health for a moment—because, as you can imagine, it plays a huge role in my day-to-day. I’ve survived three brain tumors, battled through SLE lupus, fibromyalgia, essential tremors, ankylosing spondylitis, and rheumatoid arthritis. And I won’t even go into how many medications I juggle, because let's be honest, it’s probably a list long enough to fill a grocery cart.

When you're navigating your own health battles, the last thing you want to do is let your kids down. But here's the thing: Sometimes you do. Sometimes, the pain, the exhaustion, and the constant medical appointments feel like too much. And while I wish I could be the superhero mom who never runs out of energy or patience, the truth is, I don’t always have it in me. But that doesn’t mean I’m not trying.

The Parenting Challenge: Navigating Mental Health and Raising Teens


Now, let’s add two older kids into the mix. I’ve got a 16-year-old and a 21-year-old, both of whom have their own mental health challenges. For years, I’ve tried to be the mom who has it all together. The one who provides both emotional and physical support while holding down the fort. But, let me tell you, sometimes it feels like I’m holding on by a thread.

There are days when I can barely keep my eyes open, but my kids still need me. They need emotional support, guidance, and sometimes even a ride to their own doctor’s office (and if you’re a mom, you know that therapists and appointments aren’t exactly around the corner). The guilt can be overwhelming when I’m dealing with my own struggles and can’t always give them the support they deserve. But here’s what I’ve learned: I’m doing the best I can, and that’s enough. Even when it doesn’t feel like it.

The Balancing Act: A Circus Without a Net

Honestly, some days it feels like I’m in the circus. I’m juggling multiple health conditions, appointments, kids’ emotional needs, schoolwork, housework, and let’s not forget the random crises that seem to pop up at the most inconvenient times. I’ve gotten pretty good at pretending that I’ve got everything under control, but in reality, I often feel like a duck—calm on the surface and paddling furiously underneath.

But in the midst of it all, I’ve learned to embrace the chaos. Because really, what other choice do I have? So, I make jokes when I can. I laugh when things get absurd (because trust me, they get absurd), and I hold onto the small moments of joy. Those are the moments that keep me going.

Finding Strength in the Madness

The truth is, I don’t always feel strong. There are days when I question how much more I can take. But every time I think I’ve reached my breaking point, something happens. Maybe my kids show me a little bit of grace, or I manage to get out of bed and make it through the day. Sometimes, it’s just one small victory—like getting through a doctor’s appointment without breaking down—that reminds me I’m still standing.

It’s not easy, and it’s not pretty. But I’ve learned that strength doesn’t always look like you think it should. Sometimes, strength is simply showing up. Even when you’re tired, even when you’re scared, even when you don’t have the answers.

Single Mom Vent Heidi

A Message of Hope

To all the single moms out there—especially those of us dealing with health challenges and kids who need extra care—know this: You are not alone. I get it. The exhaustion, the guilt, the fear—it’s real. But so is your strength. So is your love. So is your ability to keep going, even when everything around you feels like it’s falling apart.

So, here’s my advice (and trust me, I’m still figuring it out too): Take it one day at a time. Don’t be afraid to laugh when you can, cry when you need to, and ask for help when you’ve reached your limit. You don’t have to do it all on your own, and it’s okay to not have it all figured out.

If you’re looking for inspiration, look no further than yourself. Because you’re already a warrior.