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Hey there! Let’s begin with the basics of me. My name is Caitlin Jones, and I have been growing up in a country town in Victoria, Australia for the past 20 years of my life. At the moment I am studying a Bachelor of Media and Communication majoring in Social Media; ironic, I know. And when I finish with that accomplishment, I am wanting to complete a PhD in the same field, as I am in love with learning in the media and communication area; again, ironic, I know. Oh and if you haven’t noticed already, I suffer from mental illnesses, in particular, anxiety and depression. You can read my blog posts to get the update on that!

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My 6 Year Old’s Needs

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When you’re a child, you desire the acceptance and approval from your parents, because of the biological connection the pair hold. The needs and desires of my 6-year-old self is a frequent topic that mentioned by my psychologist. No one is perfect, and I believe parents know that, but still feel that their children are excellent, which doesn’t hold many repercussions. However, when a child knows through the verbal communication from a parent that they aren’t good enough, that child’s request to be approved isn’t met.

My needs as a child weren’t met by a parent, and it wasn’t until my discussions with my psychologist that I began to understand why that aspect of my life is still affecting me now.  Even though the trauma I went through as a child, I still want that approval. Not as a 20-year-old I don’t, cause I don’t need that type of support from someone venomous, but the little 6-year-old inside of me that is yet to feel confident. I have no self-esteem, as I wasn’t reassured as a child buy that one significant individual in my life encouraging me.

That is where a large part of my anxiety strings from, and it is hard to write about it. I’m still coming around to terms with the whole idea that little me is still crying out for love and attention. However present-day me isn’t interested in that aspect anymore. I’m more concentrated on my well-being and mental health, then again the two concepts steam from the same issue.

This post is part of a series where I will be reflecting back to my younger self, and how my mental illness developed. Next week I will be speaking of how my younger childhood affects me and my relationship with men.

One Comment

  • Madeline

    December 6, 2017 at 2:54 am

    You are so brave and strong to be reflecting back to this time in your life. I do not know if I would be able to do the same thing. I do know that I should but the pain can be overwhelming. “…but the little 6-year-old inside of me that is yet to feel confident.” This comment really hits home and makes it hard to want to open up about the past.


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