Tell you why you can’t let your children become left-behind children

This close friend will tell you why you can’t let your children become left-behind children. Please read the article!

Because we had to earn money to support our family, my parents went out to work, so they placed me at my grandma’s house when I was 2 years old. I was very young at the time and didn’t know what it meant. Someone asked me if I missed my mother, and I said yes. What's the meaning?

Grandma is very good to me and gives me all the delicious food. Fortunately, my uncles are very kind to me and I have many playmates from my cousins. I follow my grandma to work in the fields and follow my brother. The sisters herded cows, washed clothes in the river, caught dragonflies, and picked up chestnuts. It was considered a carefree childhood!

After I was 6 years old, my mother came back, we returned to our home, and then my sister was born. Grandma went home after taking care of my mother during the confinement period. I looked at my sister before going to school every day, and my mother went to wash the clothes. After washing the clothes, I went to school. There were no grandparents, my father worked outside, and my mother took care of my sister alone. Doing housework, etc. I don’t know how she spent that time. Because my father couldn't save money, my mother often helped others unload cement to earn pocket money. Until the age of 9, we lived like this. My mother worked and I took my sister with me wherever I went. Of course, I also got beaten a lot because of my sister!

The dark life of "living like years"

When my sister was more than 2 years old, her mother could not bear the financial pressure and went to work again. My sister and I began to live a life of "depending on others" again, and then we also It started a nightmare that will stay with me for the rest of my life.

Because I had short hair at that time, a boy mistakenly thought I was a boy, so he hooked up with me. Later, he often "harassed" me. One time, he wore my coat. What he thought at that time I was very conservative and thought it would be shameful to wear my own clothes. I was afraid that my classmates would laugh at me, so I never wore those clothes again. At that time, I was very scared and helpless. I didn't dare to tell my grandmother, my parents, or my teachers. I often cried secretly and didn't know how to get rid of it.

On the day I graduated from elementary school, I felt like I was breathing fresh air that I had not seen for a long time. The cry for freedom and the hope for a new life made me brave enough to say "no" to "harassment". I turned around and ran. I am extremely relaxed. I didn't expect that that dark time would cause a shadow in my heart. After junior high school, I still couldn't forget it. I wrote the memory in a diary and shed tears while writing. I tore it into pieces and threw it into the river. While crying, I hated myself, why I was so weak, I hated him, why did he bully me, many times, I even wanted to end my life to gain peace of mind!

Character flaws and an unsatisfactory sense of security

Because of the reason of "left behind", my parents also feel that they owe me, and my grandmother also loves me very much, so the suggestions for me are reasonable. I always respond to their requests. Of course, I am also sensible and measured. I am a good girl in their hearts, which also creates my strong character. For people and things that don't suit my liking, I always want them to act according to my ideas. I don't know how to consider others, and I only want to do things according to my own ideas. This strong personality has also made me suffer a lot!

I have low self-esteem because I have not been with my parents since I was a child, and because of some unpleasant experiences I had in elementary school, and because my mother often “educated” me when she took me with her. I have become very low self-esteem and don’t like to talk to others. I blush when asked by others. This personality has deeply affected my work and life. I am confused and don’t know how to work hard to change this personality flaw!

It is said that a sense of security is given by oneself, but I feel that the sense of security for an "abandoned" child like me comes from the people around me. Being strongly needed and valued by others will make people feel more secure. Be practical.

At least I have grown up healthily. I am glad that I have not deteriorated because of my "left-behind" life. Now that I am married and have children, I still feel sad when I think back to that time. I forgot when it was. Coming out of that experience of being "harassed".

Why do you say you will not let your children become left-behind children? Because I have been deeply "victimized" by it!

I am envious when I see other children with their parents. I also want to act like a spoiled child in my parents’ arms, but my parents only send me money and new clothes. I will only call you as a "routine" to greet you.

The hearts of "left-behind children" are extremely fragile and sensitive. No one can share or talk to me about my happiness or sadness. No matter how good my grandmother is, she cannot replace the love of my parents.

There was even a time when I didn’t understand them and hated them for leaving me and my sister at my grandma’s house. I started not to answer their calls and would only call them at the end of the month when I needed living expenses. This created a problem between me and my parents. There is a big gap between them. This mentality did not change until I was in college. I understood how difficult it was for them, and I began to take the initiative to call and care about them. The call time increased from one minute or two to ten minutes and half an hour. We all seemed to be making up for the lack of time. Time to go!

Now that I am a mother, I understand the feelings of my parents better. Due to the helplessness of making a living, it may be difficult for me to be a full-time mother, but I can guarantee that my children will not become "left-behind children". The pain and helplessness I experienced firsthand will not be something my children will ever have the chance to experience again.