At 21, I'd already done so much with my life. After spending a year living overseas, I'd purchased my first investment property, I was engaged to be married and I was pregnant with my first child. It was a lot for someone so young.
I thought I had it all together and that everything was going to plan. The birth of my first son was one of the most joyful moments of my life, but it was also laced with fear.
This gorgeous little boy would bring the usual challenges of being a first-time Mum, but would also begin the unearthing of the unresolved trauma of sexual abuse from my own childhood — casting a long shadow over my parenting and leading me to operate in constant survival mode.
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As a new mum, I was perpetually on edge, scanning for potential dangers and I found it nearly impossible to trust others with my child. Strangers at the park now seemed like potential perpetrators waiting in the wings.
Interactions with other parents and adults in our lives would be run through a series of questions and checklists in my head, to look for cues that they were safe adults.
This hypervigilance manifested into an overwhelming need to control every aspect of my child's environment, believing that this was the only way to ensure his safety.