Childhood Abuse: It's Not All Your Parents' Fault

Family Dynamics & Boundaries • September 5, 2021

Systemic therapy is a form of counseling that looks beyond you as an individual and focuses on how your relationships and the larger social systems around you—like family, culture, and society—shape your experiences and behaviors. It’s not just about fixing you or unpacking your childhood in isolation; it’s about seeing the broader patterns and pressures that influence how your parents parented and how you learned to survive. This isn’t therapy that blames your environment or lets you off the hook; it’s therapy that invites you to hold both your personal pain and the social realities that contributed to it. For you, this approach is crucial because it reframes your story from one of isolated blame to a nuanced understanding that includes history, culture, and inherited struggles. Engaging with systemic therapy can help you navigate your healing with compassion for yourself and the bigger forces at work, without collapsing into shame or denial.

• You carry relational trauma not only from your parents’ actions but also from the complex web of systemic, generational, and social pressures that shaped their behavior and your family’s history.
• You need to hold the Both/AND truth that while your parents caused harm, their parenting was also influenced by larger forces beyond their control—forces that systemic therapy helps you understand with nuance and care.
• You can begin to heal by embracing the complexity of your childhood abuse, allowing yourself to have honest conversations about social justice and generational pain without excusing harm, but with deep compassion for your story.

“It’s not all your parents’ fault.”

In the words of the inimitable Chandler Bing, could there BE a more provocative phrase to say to someone in therapy?

All joking aside (but really, I do love Friends), this is not exactly what I would ever say to a therapy client.

When and if the time comes to talk about why and how parents were the way they were, we have a more nuanced, less provocative expressed conversation about what may have led to parents behaving the way they did in the early childhood years.

We invite a wider lens into our conversations about the pain and suffering endured, and we begin to talk about how the abusive major forces of the world may have shaped their own individual parents’ behavior.

We have a conversation about social justice.

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2. So why am I sharing this?
3. My privileges have made me a (mostly) good mother.
4. Signs You May Be Carrying Relational Trauma
5. What do I mean by this?
6. Concretely what this means is that most of our parents, grandparents, and ancestors have been at the mercy of these abusive forces.
7. I think of the 20th century Irish Catholic mother in small-town America.
8. And jumping forward in time to today, I think of a young 15-year old girl.
9. Psychologically whole and healthy people do not do this.
10. That is not what I stand for.
11. Understanding Trauma Through a Social Justice Lens in Systemic Therapy
12. Wrapping up.

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Before having my daughter, I could only intellectually guess at what I now know in my bones: having a child can be, at times, unrelenting, exhausting, and trying.

And then, having a highly spirited young child in a global pandemic with no community or parental support in any way shape, or form for nearly 1.5 years is next level hard.

And we are privileged.

We are incredibly privileged to be able-bodied, employed, and economically secure. To be White and not the target of racial aggression. To have done lots of personal growth work prior to becoming parents. And to have had reproductive rights and freedom to delay having a child until our mid-thirties.

We are privileged, too, that we are a couple. And that the whole burden is not falling on one of us.

Still, it has been an unbelievable hard stretch of time. It has tested our emotional regulation capacities regularly and sometimes brutally.

And that’s with all of our privileges.

Being a parent to a child in early childhood without those kinds of privileges? That’s a kind of hard I can only imagine at this point.

So why am I sharing this?

I’m sharing this because I now know – through lived experiences – that being a parent and attempting to do it well is, by far, the hardest job on the planet.

It’s why I personally consider those doing their very best, day in and day out. To give their children childhoods that they won’t need to recover from, as goddamn heroes.

I’m sharing this, too, because parenting without privilege and being at the mercy of abusive social and systemic forces is harder still by leaps and bounds.

I’m sharing this because I know that the reason I am able to show up and be a good mother most of the time (not always, though – I’m no saint) is because I was born when and where I was in time, able to take advantage of birth control, education access, financial freedoms, and political freedoms not afforded to the generations of women who came before me.

And, we have to name it: I was also born white, able-bodied, and neurotypical. And thus able to move through the American education system. (still only largely designed for someone with my neurotypical brain structure) Easily.

My privileges have made me a (mostly) good mother.

Despite the fact that I come from a background of early childhood abuse from parents and, at times, poverty.

If I didn’t have these privileges (and if I hadn’t taken advantage of them) and if I came from a background of early childhood abuse? I think it would be a far different story.

My ability to (mostly) emotionally regulate myself and to manage my autonomic nervous system, to provide stable housing and consistent food for my child, to exist in a solid, good partnership, my ability to pay for my own private pay therapy so I don’t have to disappear into alcohol or other addictive behaviors to cope with the stress… these are all choices and impacts resulting from my privilege. Not luck. Privilege.

Parenting my daughter with mindfulness about my inherent privileges has given me a wider lens on “parental fault” and helped me understand how so many of the painful, abusive moments that my clients may have experienced were shaped by not just their parents’ stand-alone behaviors, but that those egregious behaviors were often the attendant impacts of abusive systems and forces that the parents themselves endured.

What do I mean by this?

I’m a Feminist therapist and I strongly believe that we live in a world shaped by the forces of Patriarchy, Colonialism, Misogyny, and Capitalism.

Those forces have shaped our systems and structures since time immemorial (I often in my essays say “since the dawn of Judeo-Christianity” but Kara Cooney, PhD, a brilliant Egyptologist based at UCLA is shining a light at how ancient cultures were also Patriarchal as well despite some females achieving “power.”).

These forces have subjugated women, people of color, the differently-abled, the neurodiverse, and anyone who is considered “other” (other being in reference to cis, hetero, neurotypical, White men) and have led to some (a very small slice of the planet) receiving more while others (the vast majority of the planet) receive less.

Concretely what this means is that most of our parents, grandparents, and ancestors have been at the mercy of these abusive forces.

And therefore their own actions with their children were reflections of the forces they had to endure (think slavery, racism, poverty, invasion, war, displacement, food deserts, internment, denial of reproductive rights, denial of education access, inability to steward their finances, lack of social safety nets, abysmal parental leave policies, broken healthcare systems, and so much more).

With such abusive forces at play in their own lives (not to mention the lives of their parents who came before then), their ability to be regulated, empathetic, loving, and logistically and emotionally present parents would have been greatly hindered (if not impossible).

For examples of this, I think about Kate Winslet’s character in Revolutionary Road. How stuck she felt and how she suffered because of what society dictated she could and could not do at the time and what was expected of her as a woman. I think about how her children may have witnessed this suffering, this anguish in their mother’s soul, and how it would have impacted them. I wonder if she dies at the end of the film after attempting a home abortion to, in a way, try to save her life… And I think about the tens of millions of housewives in the 1950s who were not fictional and who may have actually lived like this.

I think of the 20th century Irish Catholic mother in small-town America.

Who didn’t, in her heart of hearts, really want to be a mother but who was “mandated” by her faith that she abstain from birth control and have as many children as her God willed. I think of how she may have coped with her postpartum depression and general suffering by drinking. How this may have impaired her behavior regulation. And then how her many children would have witnessed her alcoholism. If not been at the physical abuse receiving end of her existential rage and what impact that would have had on them.

I think of the cis, White, hetero young boy raised in the 50s and 60s in a culture that told him amalgams of messaging such as “you’re the best and others are not and you can own your wife’s body” and how these messages would have shaped him into perpetuating abusive dynamics with his wife, absolving him of personal responsibility for his actions in his business dealings, and how living with a misogynistic, abusive father would have impacted the well-being of his young daughters.

I think of a toddler, torn from her mother’s arms at the Texas border.

And the severe attachment wounding she will endure as she grows into adulthood and how this might play out with her own children because of the criminal way the US government treated asylum seekers.

And jumping forward in time to today, I think of a young 15-year old girl.

Now living in Texas, sexually assaulted and raped by her date and not able to now legally obtain an abortion to cope with her trauma and prevent herself from an unwanted teen pregnancy. I think of the limited and limiting choices and herculean pressures she will now have been forced into (through no fault of her own!) and what the physiological and psychological trauma impacts on her and her child will be because of the dominant political forces that waged an unjust war on her woman’s body.

In each of these cases, I think about how the context of the lives we live shapes who and how we are with our children.

I think about how the need for relational trauma recovery doesn’t happen in a vacuum.

People from healthy, functional, relationally responsible, and socially supported backgrounds don’t wake up one morning and spontaneously, willfully, and consciously decide to erode the safety, well-being, and dignity of their children.

Psychologically whole and healthy people do not do this.

But hurting people hurt other people.

And many people are hurting because of the abusive, dominant forces that have shaped our world since time immemorial.

Now please, hear me out: this essay is not about absolving parents of their responsibility and culpability in perpetuating abuse with their children.

I would never, ever suggest that someone’s feelings and experiences are invalid or that you should “forgive” your abuser because their abusive behavior was shaped by the context of their lives (quite the opposite, in fact).

I truly believe you can have understanding and compassion for someone and their own experience, and still not have a relationship with them or not ever forgive them.

So this essay is not about permissing bad behavior, victim-blaming, or gaslighting anyone into premature forgiveness or single-note compassion.

That is not what I stand for.

Instead, what I stand for is helping each and every person who comes from a relational trauma background to do whatever personal work they need to do in order to live a beautiful adulthood despite their adverse early beginnings.

AND, I also believe that doing our own personal work to become psychologically and physiologically whole and healthy people IS – full stop – an act of social justice.

I believe this because the more people who can see individual abusive behaviors and collective abusive systems more clearly will, in turn, stop perpetuating this abuse on their own children (or anyone else in their lives) and also be more equipped to call out and challenge the abusive forces that they see in the world.

So again, this essay is not about forcing forgiveness with your parents’ or dismissing or diminishing your lived experience; rather, the point is to invite a conversation and hold a wider lens about how and why your own personal story happened and how it might be inextricably linked to the global historical context.

Understanding Trauma Through a Social Justice Lens in Systemic Therapy

When you tell your therapist about your mother’s neglect while raising eight children she never wanted in poverty, describing how recognizing racial injustice is a mental health issue helps you understand the broader systems that shaped your family’s dysfunction, you’re grappling with the complex intersection of personal trauma and systemic oppression.

Your trauma-informed therapist helps you hold multiple truths simultaneously: your pain is real and valid, your parents caused genuine harm that requires healing, AND their capacity to parent was decimated by systems designed to create exactly this kind of suffering. They guide you through understanding how your grandfather’s PTSD from war became your father’s rage, how your grandmother’s denied education became your mother’s depression, how centuries of poverty created the chaos you grew up in.

The therapeutic work involves mapping your family trauma against historical context—what was happening politically, economically, socially when your parents were children? How did redlining trap your family in unsafe neighborhoods? How did lack of reproductive rights force your mother into motherhood? This isn’t about excusing abuse but understanding its roots, because seeing the full picture often reduces self-blame and helps you recognize you weren’t inherently unlovable.

Your therapist helps you process the dual rage—at your parents for their choices AND at systems that constrained those choices. This might involve writing letters you’ll never send to both your father and the policymakers who sent him to war, grieving both your lost childhood and your parents’ lost opportunities, recognizing how your healing disrupts cycles patriarchy and capitalism depend on.

Most powerfully, systemic therapy reframes your recovery as resistance. Every time you regulate your nervous system instead of exploding, every boundary you set instead of perpetuating dysfunction, every moment you parent differently or choose not to parent at all—you’re engaging in radical social justice, proving that cycles can be broken even when systems remain.

Wrapping up.

Now, I would love to hear from you in the comments below:

What came up for you when you read this essay? Do you believe that childhood abuse is a social justice issue? How do you personally hold a wider lens about why and how your parents acted as they did alongside the potentially painful feelings you have about what they did?

If you feel so inclined, please leave a message in the comments below so our monthly blog readership of 20,000+ people can benefit from your wisdom and your participation in this conversation.

Here’s to healing relational trauma and creating thriving lives on solid foundations.

Warmly,

Annie

Both/And: Holding the Complexity of Your Experience

In my work with clients, I find that the most important breakthroughs happen not when someone chooses one truth over another, but when they learn to hold two seemingly contradictory truths at the same time.

You can be grateful for what you have and grieve what you didn’t get. You can love someone and acknowledge the harm they caused. You can be strong and still need help. These aren’t contradictions — they’re the texture of a fully lived life.

The driven, ambitious women I work with often struggle with this because they’ve been trained to solve problems, not sit with paradox. But healing isn’t a problem to solve. It’s a process to inhabit. And the both/and is always where the deepest growth lives.

Your parents may have been doing the best they could with what they had. And what they had may not have been enough for what you needed. Both of those things can be true at the same time — and holding that paradox, without collapsing into either guilt or rage, is one of the most sophisticated emotional tasks a human being can undertake. It’s also one of the most freeing.

The Systemic Lens: Seeing Beyond the Individual

When we locate suffering exclusively in the individual — “What’s wrong with me?” — we miss the larger forces at work. Culture, family systems, economic structures, and intergenerational patterns all shape the terrain on which your personal struggle plays out.

This matters because the driven women I work with almost universally blame themselves for pain that was never theirs alone to carry. The anxiety, the perfectionism, the chronic self-doubt — these aren’t character flaws. They’re adaptive responses to systems that asked too much of you while offering too little safety, attunement, and genuine support.

Healing begins when you stop asking “What’s wrong with me?” and start asking “What happened to me — and what systems made it possible?”

In my work with driven, ambitious women, I’ve watched this reckoning unfold hundreds of times. The moment when a client stops saying “it wasn’t that bad” and starts saying “it shaped me more than I realized.” That shift — from minimization to recognition — isn’t comfortable. But it’s honest. And honesty, in this context, is the beginning of freedom.

Because here’s what happens when you stop protecting the narrative that your childhood was fine: you stop having to spend energy maintaining the fiction. That energy — which has been running quietly in the background your entire adult life, like a program you forgot was open — becomes available for other things. For presence. For rest. For the kind of connection that doesn’t require performance.

This doesn’t mean you have to confront anyone. It doesn’t mean you have to cut anyone off. It means you get to tell yourself the truth — privately, gently, with the support of someone who won’t flinch when you say it out loud. That’s what trauma-informed therapy provides: a relationship where the truth is welcome, even when it’s messy, even when it contradicts the story you’ve been telling for decades.

Recovery from this kind of relational pattern is possible — and you don’t have to navigate it alone. I offer individual therapy for driven women healing from narcissistic and relational trauma, as well as self-paced recovery courses designed specifically for what you’re going through. You can schedule a free consultation to explore what might help.

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