The Childhood Wound
The parentified daughter grows up quickly and misses out on a childhood. Due to volatile, neglectful, or unstable parents, she becomes implicitly enlisted in adult roles. With only a child’s brain and her own emotional needs largely unmet, she is asked to become things like a parent to her parents, a therapist for her mother, a leader for her siblings — perhaps even providing income for the family from a young age.
Despite the details, which vary from person to person, this form of childhood trauma has a core feature: for her survival, she has to disown or suppress her own pressing developmental needs as a child in order to meet an adult role in the present moment — to fill the void a parent has left.
Adult daughters who grew up this way struggle with over-functioning, over-giving, and people-pleasing, while feeling increasingly emotionally deprived, resentful, angry, and frustrated. Like a family mule, she is used as to perform functions within the family system, but never fully recognized as a separate person with her own feelings, needs, wants, experiences, values, and beliefs.
The Spiritual Bypass
Many parentified daughters in their twenties and thirties first approach spirituality from this place of emotional deprivation, shame about their own needs, and longing for connection. They may be in full denial about their childhood, or have some awareness of it — either way, spirituality can look like an answer to the suffering of feeling unseen, and to the sense that something is wrong with her. She has difficulty acknowledging her own needs, setting boundaries, saying no, asking for what she wants.
Spirituality can feel like a perfect balm. There’s structured community, language around ethics and unconditional love, a sense of being connected to something above and beyond the human world of pain and conflict. It’s easy to see why this looks like the solution. Spiritual language can also be interpreted as positioning itself ABOVE pain — treating it as something to transcend as quickly as possible rather than something central or necessary to confront. That’s a welcome message when it aligns with self-avoidance. It can make grappling with childhood abuse look like unnecessary rumination.
Spiritual maturity and emotional maturity don’t necessarily develop at the same rate.
Someone can have decades of spiritual practice and still be operating relationally from very early defenses. Spiritual concepts can function as performative shortcuts over lived, embodied truth. What hasn’t been lived or discovered first-hand becomes intellectual belief — a platitude one defends vociferously rather than a truth one has the capacity to embody. This isn’t something to be ashamed of, it’s just something to be aware of.
Healing helps create the inner structure through which spiritual truths can become embodied rather than unconsciously used to compensate for childhood deficits.
Without therapy, or in its early stages, while the sense of a separate self is still weak or underdeveloped, spiritual concepts can replicate the original parentification — a more sophisticated form of the same adaptation:
self-erasure.
As a spiritual bypasser in my early twenties, I unconsciously adopted a spiritual identity to cope with my childhood pain, and got pulled into a group that closely resembled a shoddy cult. What got me there was a cocktail of true spiritual connection mixed with childhood trauma defenses: needing to belong, needing respite from fear and shame, needing tools to understand myself — and also NOT being ready yet to look at the painful truth of my family. At that point, I hadn’t developed enough trust in my own capacity to process the pain safely, so my unconscious kept it underground.
Spiritual concepts can become distorted through a traumatized, parentified lens:
“There is no separate self” becomes it’s right that I downplay my own needs.
“All is one” becomes I don’t need to exist, my wants don’t matter.
“Accept the moment as it is” becomes staying silent about my pain is virtuous.
The drive to save all beings — Christ’s crucifixion, the Bodhisattva vow — becomes it’s spiritual to rescue others and sacrifice, abandon myself.
“Letting go” leads to dissociation, derealization, depersonalization, even panic attacks. This dismissiveness can also keep someone in emotional immaturity.
Meditation and silence become My voice is a problem, I’m too much.
This can feel deeply validating to the adapted self — the one we had to become to survive our dysfunctional families, the one who bypasses her own needs, ignores her own rage, avoids the pain of what happened to her as a child, and calls herself spiritual. Meanwhile the suffering continues under the label, which can create an additional layer of shame because you’re still not peaceful or calm enough despite your deep spiritual beliefs.
None of this means we have to heal all of our childhood trauma before exploring spiritual longing. Spiritual experiences can be genuine at any stage of healing and spiritual practice itself can become an important companion to psychological work. My own early experiences contained real spiritual connection alongside unresolved trauma. The key distinction I’m making here is about embodiment of spiritual truth.
We can glimpse a truth before we have developed the psychological capacity to live it. Psychological healing and spiritual awakening can accompany one another. The important point here is that psychological development cannot be skipped in the name of spiritual truth.
Building the Separate Self
As a parentified child, she had to reject her own needs as a separate self to stay bonded to her parent. She missed the chance to bond with a safe, stable, compassionate other — which is how the separate self gets built in the first place. The message she got as a child was “Your separate self is a problem in this family.” Then spirituality tells her “There is no separate self, all is one.” Without a solid, separate self developed first in trauma therapy, she’s still operating from childhood’s core fears and longings, but now cloaked in spiritual language. This is what opens the door to narcissists, cults, and unhealthy relationships because discernment, self-worth, and self-respect haven’t developed enough yet.
The longing to be approved of, to finally be seen, and the hunger to be understood can override her own needs and blind her to red flags for the sake of the other.
The present moment is cluttered with feelings, needs, and patterns from the past that haven’t yet had the chance to be digested.
The focus of the inner work in therapy is sorting out the intensity of the present moment, seeing how much of it actually belongs to the past, then putting things where they belong internally. This means naming the truth of what actually happened, grieving it (anger, disappointment, self-compassion included) and separating trauma-based beliefs from what’s actually true in the now.
A traumatic filter takes the neutral facts of the present moment and expands, distorts, or minimizes them based on whatever painful experiences we went through as kids.
Even a simple look from someone can carry the full weight of old pain. A minor shift in someone’s tone can mean something entirely different depending on whatever childhood conditioning is filtering it.
Because a parentified daughter is enmeshed and codependent, trauma therapy has to help build her own internal sense of gravity, in which she knows:
I am a separate self.
I am lovable at my core.
My needs matter.
This is me. That is you.
I can rely on myself to follow through on my own commitments.
I can trust myself not to abandon or betray myself.
Alongside this comes recognition that “This is what I learned from my family; AND this is what’s true for ME. This pain came from my parents, and as an innocent child, it was never my fault or responsibility to solve. This inner child is lovable and good, and as an adult I take responsibility for taking care of her.”
The inner child needs security through consistency, stability, unconditional positive regard, the same stable things she needed from her parents. The adult self learns to validate the inner child’s feelings in light of their original context, while updating the false conclusions the child drew, based on the new information available now.
I remember this happening in my own therapist’s office — going into what I called the black hole of raw emotional pain, and finding, alongside my own adult presence and my therapist’s, another presence was there. A presence that was me, a larger me, present not only in the pain but in the awareness of the pain. Becoming aware of that awareness unlocked a new capacity to perceive presence and to BE present.
This work happens on its own timeline. It isn’t something to force or hold tightly as a goal. The work itself creates the conditions for a different relationship with reality to become possible — the defenses that once made differentiation necessary gradually become less necessary over time.
A new relationship with reality becomes possible
As inner security builds, we eventually stop requiring the outer world to provide the security it cannot ultimately give us, because we’ve increasingly come to find it within ourselves. This is a huge step — our primary sense of safety becomes more internally sourced.
Parentified daughters are often handed an impossible combination: having too much responsibility and too little actual power.
We learned to compensate by anticipating, monitoring, managing, fixing, planning and trying to control outcomes. Control became closely associated with safety because, as children, so much depended on our ability to stay alert to what was happening around us.
The healing process doesn’t require relinquishing power. Quite the opposite. We develop real agency through boundaries, choice, discernment, self-protection, self-trust. We discover where our power actually lies, while gradually relinquishing responsibility for what was never ours to control in the first place. This takes time.
And something else can begin to loosen alongside it, which is the belief that our personal control and hypervigilance is what holds life together. As inner security grows, we may begin to encounter the limits of our individual control — and discover that relinquishing control does not have to mean being unsafe. This is incredibly liberating.
I remember coming up against this in my own meditation practice. Later in my healing process, I would often encounter a palpable sense of wellbeing, peace and benevolence — something I could feel was available for me to simply relax into. I wanted to open to it, but on a physical level I could feel myself resisting. There was a fear of losing control, almost as though something bad might happen if I stopped managing my experience and allowed myself to fully relax into it. For a long time, meditation brought me right up against this threshold.
Over time, I began to see that what felt threatened in those moments was the deeply ingrained sense that I had to remain mentally vigilant and in control in order to stay safe. The “vigilant manager” part of me had once served a very important purpose in childhood, which was keeping me alive. But now I could begin to discover something I hadn’t been able to trust as a child, which is that my agency and sense of safety remained intact even as the grip of the manager softened.
With enough experiences of this distinction, the fear gradually loosened. I could stay a little longer, breathe a little deeper, and allow myself to be present without immediately reaching for control. What had once felt potentially annihilating increasingly felt like welcome relief. And the benevolence I had occasionally glimpsed began to feel less like some kind of a special state and more like something available within ordinary daily life.
I’ve seen this in the lives of many clients and students. Once the adult self is strong enough, and the inner child sufficiently trusts it, a more global sense of benevolence becomes organically perceptible.
It might show up while cooking dinner on an ordinary weeknight — an unbidden sense of profound okayness is suddenly palpable in every cell, even though there is no outer cause or any particular inner state. A sense of visceral inter-connection with one’s surroundings including the plate in one’s hand, one’s feet on the floor and the breath in the belly. The entire experience is felt as one cohesive, beautiful whole. It might show up in a group of people, a sense of connection and knowing that moves past the personal into something vibrantly collective. These moments show up on their own — nothing to chase, they simply begin arriving here and there.
Healing childhood trauma eventually returns the present moment to itself.
Trauma separates us from the present moment because the pain (emotional or physical) is simply too much to bear. The healing is the return of our capacity to be present more often, with depth, openness, trust, and love. Which in that return, expands our capacity to hold space for a wider range of human emotions and experiences without the intense clinging or aversion alongside them. Many traditions call this discovering our true nature or Pure Being, the one calm, benevolent presence beneath all identities, roles and personality patterning.
Learning to be present with pain is the path to the one benevolent presence within all forms, and within formlessness itself. It’s the path because in the process of witnessing the pain, while holding deep compassion for it, over and over again, we discover that we are much more than the pain — we are also that larger compassion that holds it all, present in both the pain AND in its healing.
With life no longer organized around the wound (the past excavated, processed, grieved, the sense of self sufficiently solid) pain and grief can now simply occur in the moment and be met as part of intimacy with life itself.
Because developmentally, we no longer need forms to be permanent as we once did, we can finally love them completely, and with much less fear and attachment.
This is the pain of simply being human, not the pain from a wound. And it’s not a problem to solve but rather something we grow the capacity to be increasingly present to. Forms arise and pass away, people die, bodies age, uncertainty is the nature of things. No longer tangled with the backlog of the past, this pain can be met with depth and even with a sense of sacredness. Pain means you’re alive on a human journey — and the miracle of being alive includes the losses and shocks that remind us how precious existence really is, somehow held together by an intelligence both benevolvent and unfathomable.
As “I am” becomes more securely established as a separate self, experiences of unity can increasingly be embodied without being confused with self-erasure.
Enmeshment and non-separation can look similar from the outside, but internally they are opposites: one requires the loss of self; the other becomes possible precisely because the self no longer fears being lost. Pain becomes part of the neutral texture of life, even part of its beauty. Love can sit at the core of things even while physical pain and emotional loss are fully felt, allowed to arise and pass away alongside a loving presence that never changes.
The Return to Here and Now
The present moment, no longer congested with the clutter of past pain, gradually grows lighter, quieter, and more calm overall. Form can feel as though it becomes more transparent, less solid. As the psychological self becomes more secure, another curiosity can begin to emerge: Who or what is this “I” that I have worked so hard to recover?
Thought itself can increasingly be seen as something appearing within awareness rather than the MANAGER of experience. Even the identities we fought so hard to differentiate can be held more lightly—because they are no longer required to define the whole of what we are.
Questions may arise like:
Who or what actually IS this loving, compassionate presence?
Who Am I really?
What is this sense of “I” and where does it come from?
We may feel a hunger to go deeper than the surface pain of life to discover the truth of about reality and our true identity. We may long to discover the love that does not appear to come and go amidst the fluctuating forms of life. This is a really profound development in one’s life.
What starts as a longing to know the unspoken truth about our own families and our own histories can evolve, as healing progresses, into a longing to understand the truth about our identity and the nature of reality itself.
One longing is not more advanced than the other — they're the same devotion to truth, deepening over time.
I was recently on retreat with a Zen master here in France who spent decades as a psychotherapist before ordaining as a zen monk. When a member of the group asked him what to do before death in order to keep his own negative karma from impacting his adult children, he said: “Tell them all the family secrets. Don’t die with those secrets. Tell them the truth.”
That felt important to hear from a spiritual teacher. In breaking silence about family pain and in facing it head on, we can do our part to break the bind that keep human suffering churning on from generation after generation. Healing is not a distraction from spiritual truth, but a genuine path to it and within it.
The separate self, painstakingly recovered and fortified through healing childhood trauma, becomes the very ground from which our devotion to truth can deepen even further — beyond the stories, roles and identities we have taken ourselves to be, and into the mystery of who and what we really are.
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These are the notes I took while reading:
The self no longer fears being lost.
The self no longer fears being found.
No more self-erasure.
My thoughts aren't controlling.
I rest in the me that rests in She.
There is a love that doesn't come and go.
Bethany your writing is beautiful and your intention to shine the light on this unfolding mystery of healing is even more beautiful. Thank you 💗