If You’re A Woman Who Grew Up With An Emotionally Absent Mother, Read This:

Written by McKenna Meyers for Paired Life

Many of these moms, such as my own, lack empathy and can’t connect with their daughter’s feelings. In many cases, some trauma in their own childhood caused them to shut down and not relate well to others in the affective realm. They ignore their daughters’ emotions, mock them, and rebuke them but never acknowledge them, causing great hurt and frustration.

This had been my mother’s pattern since I was a little girl. I learned at a young age that my feelings didn’t matter. They were dumb, and it was best to keep them bottled up inside of me. Because of my mother’s constant repudiation of my emotions, I developed a profound distrust of all women. After all, if my own mother belittled my feelings, wouldn’t other women do the same? I was too scared to take that risk.

Yet, being disconnected from other women, proved too high a price to pay as I suffered from depression and loneliness. Fortunately, I started to read Jasmin Lee Cori’s The Emotionally Absent Mother and within those pages found the sisterhood I always wanted and needed. I read all I could on the subject and discovered how other daughters in my situation also found it hard to trust women. Many forced themselves to do it, though, pushing through their fears and convincing me to do the same. Here are 10 ways I went about building female friendships after being hurt and frightened for so long:

1. I Did the Picking.

In the past, the only women in my sphere were those who took the initiative, muscling their way into my life because they needed something from me. They were damaged people, wanting me to listen endlessly to their many problems. They drained me. When I became stronger, I decided to pick my own friends. I chose women who were emotionally healthy and could engage in a reciprocal relationship. They were people who challenged me to become the best version of myself.

2. I Stayed in Control.

Strong women with self-esteem end a friendship when it’s not a match. We daughters of emotionally absent mothers, though, often struggle to extricate ourselves from bad relationships. Although we feel trapped in them, we don’t want to hurt anyone so we deny our feelings, stay put, and suffer. Once I learned how to get out of bad friendships, knowing everyone would be okay and the world wouldn’t end, I had less anxiety about starting new ones.

3. I Chose Friends With Emotional Intelligence.

We gravitate towards the familiar and often get into relationships that replicate our childhood. I did that with friendships, finding women who were emotionally distant like my mother. Unconsciously, I was trying to relive our mother-daughter relationship and fix it. But, I always got hurt when those so-called friends bulldozed my feelings, acting as if they didn’t matter. When I recognized this destructive pattern and changed it, I began choosing women with emotional intelligence—self-aware, empathetic, supportive, kind, and humorous. I finally experienced what it meant to have true friends and never wanted to be without them again.

4. I Chose Friends With Healthy Habits.

I looked for friends who wanted the best for themselves and for me. In the past, I had friends who complained about their husbands, criticized their kids, and bemoaned their jobs. Their idea of fun was going out eating, drinking, and smoking. Because I wasn’t yet strong enough, I went along with them even though it wasn’t my scene. Now I seek out women who enjoy activities that promote their well-being: walking, hiking, swimming, going to the movies, and having stimulating conversations about politics and current events.

5. I Accepted That Rejection Was Inevitable.

Growing up with an emotionally absent mother, I felt rejected each time she dismissed my feelings. To avoid a hurtful response like that from others, I put up walls and let few enter my inner sanctum. When I admitted to myself how terrified I was of rejection, I was finally able to gain some perspective. I accepted the reality that making new friends would involve rejection; I would turn down some women and some women would turn down me. But I would survive and so would they.

6. I Gradually Opened Up Over Time.

As the daughter of an emotionally absent mother, it was hard for me to open up and reveal my authentic self. This was especially true when revealing my feelings, which I had always kept closely guarded. I felt too vulnerable and frightened to share them. When I had done so with my mother, she shut me down time and time again. By not opening up with other women, though, I prevented friendships from flourishing and kept them on a superficial level.

7. I Decided to Be Silly.

I was so scared of rejection and betrayal in my relationships that I forgot to have fun. Friends had overburdened me throughout the years with their problems so I had come to see all women as draining. When I gained more confidence, I started asking women to do crazy adventures with me: going to the trivia night at the local pizza parlor, dressing up in costume for a half marathon, and having sleepovers at my house. I never had those kinds of adventures as a kid so they were both thrilling and therapeutic.

8. I Silenced the Negative Tapes Running in My Head.

As daughters of emotionally absent mothers, we have a lot of damaging tapes running through our heads. We have messages that say we’re not worthy of having good friends. We’re not worthy of taking time for ourselves to have fun and be silly. We’re not worthy of getting the camaraderie that enriches our souls. When I started talking back to those messages (all of which were from my mother) and saying they were wrong, I was able to make friends and enjoy them.

9. I Chose Not to Become My Mother.

When you’re the daughter of an emotionally absent mother, it’s easy to get caught up in your own pain. I did that for several years, closing myself off from the people I loved the most—my husband and sons. By not responding to the needs of my family, I was becoming a lot like my mom and that was the last thing I wanted. I started to slow down my life, take more time to listen, and to be fully present–both physically and emotionally.