Getting Real with Tammy Torres
“Who Am I”?
“Who are you?” My one son asked. I was taken aback, and said, “I am your mom!” thinking to myself, who else would I be?
Over the next few days, I kept thinking about that question? Who am I??? I had been looking back at pictures of my kids thinking, who was this person with these kids? I didn’t have the normal desire to have children like most – heck, I didn’t want to have kids till I was 30. I wanted a career and a fun traveling life.
The transition from my children’s childhood to adulthood was tough for me. Being an only child, I always felt like an adult. My dad was a functioning alcoholic plumber and my mom a tough, “Mrs. Daniel Boone,” gun-slinging, single parent who is a great shot with a big heart. As a kid, I didn’t ever know what was coming my way, so it was best to be “seen and not heard.”
Unfortunately, this didn’t help me as adult, becoming a people-pleaser, feeling fragile, and not standing up for myself.
Then about 4 months ago, I exploded with emotional and mental angst, and the question occurred again: “Who Am I?”
Everyone seems to know but me…
(To Be Continued…)
