Parents that will never love me the way I need to be loved.

My immigrant parents were brought up in households where they were neglected, overlooked and shamed. They did not have support as individuals, as a couple or as parents. Therefore, they did the best they could with my brother and I. We had our basic needs met, but we were raised to not need anyone. I was a sensitive child who was taught that my feelings were not important and I existed only as a trophy for my parents. They never saw me for who I was and still dont.