what to write about abandonment issues
I have a character(Lucas) https://charahub.com/character/1354367/Lucas-Bates who’s been emotionally neglected by his father as a child, due to that he tends to clingy and overly jealous, while my characters want to change that, his fears keep manifesting in some form of alter ego. how to write his feelings manifesting and what type of emotions are associated with fear of abandonment
well abandonment is one of my biggest fears but i think it’s probably a different experience for everyone so don’t just blindly listen to me lol
personally i worry that people will find me annoying/unlikable which will make them get tired of me and leave or stop hanging out with me so i tend to be kinda closed-off and insecure. also i try really hard to be funny bc that’s my only trait that i think can get people to at least tolerate me
looking at lucas’s page i can see that he’s confident and reckless, and i think it’d be really interesting to see how those traits interact with his fear of abandonment. maybe he would do something confidently and then second-guess himself later when people don’t react too positively, or he’d make a reckless decision and worry that people would hate him for it and therefore abandon him??
these are just my poorly-organized thoughts but i hope they help at least a little
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For some children, abandonment is primarily physical. Physical abandonment occurs when the physical conditions necessary for thriving have been replaced by:
For me sadly I’ve made too many mistakes in life even though now I have Christ in my heart, I know He forgives and I choose to forgive others my problem is that even from close family members there is no love or forgiveness for me. No matter how much of an effort I’ve made nothing I say or do is ever good enough. I’m now faced with a disability from chronic, severe pain where doctors aren’t able cure, I still hold on, hope and pray for my healing at the same time I live on a fixed low income living with family members who just don’t care about my situation and I’m being forced to move from an area I’ve known all my life against my will because these people are being heartless and cruel to me and I’ve been unable to find low income housing in the area where I’ve so I have to attempt to move far away with very little money, the only low income place I could find and my body is racked with chronic severe pain. It’s because I have such little money is mostly why I’ve been made to feel like I have no value and have been told I’m not wanted or welcomed here anymore. I’ve been told directly to my face many terrible things, making it clear that I’m not wanted and I’ve been made to feel like garbage. Anything good I’ve done doesn’t matter to anyone and is counted as nothing only the negative things are constantly told to me. I have no friends and any family members that ever did care about me at all have passed away long ago and now there is nobody who even cares if I live or die. I’m also always blamed for anything that goes wrong, whenever others have a bad day or problems it’s always taken out on me. Everything I do or don’t do is always wrong as again I’m constantly told things to my face, mocked, made fun of, even talked about behind my back, no matter how hard I try to do good it’s never enough or never right. All I can say is I thank God for my faith because I know anyone else would’ve probably had a nervous breakdown a long time ago having to face all of this. Anyone who is reading this if you’re a person of faith please pray for me. Thank you and peace to all, know that you are worth something no matter what people tell you or how they treat you, we are all worth something to the Lord God Almighty. I know it’s hard when you’re rejected from everyone, God only knows the endless amount of tears I cry but it’s my faith in God that gets me through and reminds me regardless where I go I’m going to be alright and things will better. Things could be worse, at least I won’t be homeless and when I do get to the new area I will probably meet new people, people that are kind and loving so I also try to remind myself there are always others out there in this world that have it far worse than me.
And let’s not even get into the abandonment of individual essays, because we would be enumerating all day. But I suppose it may serve our purposes here if I were to acknowledge that I have in fact already abandoned an earlier attempt to write something on the topic of my abandonment of writing projects. I had begun an essay for a literary journal about certain secondary school experiences when the muse of renunciation called, and I answered. Instead of abandoning the piece outright, though, I decided I could turn the creative deficit to profit by slyly and self-consciously converting the abandoned memoir into a reflection on the topic of abandonment. It didn’t pan out; I abandoned it.
The older I get, the more preoccupied I become with the number of things I’ve given up on over the years. I’m fond of the line, often attributed to Paul Valéry, about how “a work of art is never finished, merely abandoned,” but as I look back with mounting unease at a path strewn with half-started and half-finished projects, I wonder if I might have taken this counsel too much, and too literally, to heart.
Lies That May Be Embraced As a Result of This Wound:
- Fear of abandonment
- Fear that there’s something wrong with oneself that makes it impossible to be loved
- Fear of “normal” relationships where abandonment isn’t a possibility (due to abandonment being one’s norm)…