The other day I read Janet Winterson’s book “Why be happy when you can be normal?” The story of the relationship between an adopted daughter and mother. The book is an autobiography, which is why it evokes even more sympathy for both women. At the end of the book, the author discusses the symbolic meaning of wounds in mythology, biblical, ancient and modern literature, and designates mental wounds as an inevitability in mother-daughter relationships. Daughters, when born, hurt their mothers. Through a wound, mothers recognize a child out of a thousand. Remember Tove Jansson's "Moomins"? When little Moomintroll, under the influence of witchcraft, loses his usual appearance and no one recognizes him. Until Moominmama appears and recognizes the stranger as her son. Thanks to this, Moomintroll becomes the same. In Barcelona there is a historical place in Raval - an orphanage. The façade still has a sign and a round door with a slot for coins. The women came to the door and put in a coin. After that, the door opened and someone’s faceless hands received the child. There are historical facts that mothers deliberately hurt their children, leaving scars on their faces in order to monitor the fate of the child. Winterson writes that mothers also hurt their daughters in return so that they can always find their way home. The way to mom. A simple phrase that we we say from time to time: “I want to go home”, in fact it means: I want to go to my mother. In fairy tale therapy there is an #archetype - the keeper of the hearth. A woman’s body is a home, and a mother’s body is a hearth to which we return or, on the contrary, we look for all our lives. The feeling of homelessness in women is a feeling of being without a mother. This is probably why there are so many resentments between mother and daughter. We try to heal wounds with grievances. But they only petrify over the years. They are hard to wear and we build a wall between us and mom, blocking the way home, the path to mom. Does anything resonate with you? How do you feel now? I invite you to therapeutic sessions “Me, Mom and Resentment” in Barcelona and online.