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From the author: Every nation in the world has a fairy tale where some all-powerful “monster” asked for a child in exchange for a parent. Rumplestiltskin, Titelituri, The Evil Wizard, The Scarlet Flower..."For mom, for dad, for grandma, for..." Inspired by Maurice Poro's thoughts on replacement children. A long time ago, in a certain kingdom-state, there lived a woman, and she had three daughters. But the woman was not some average, unconscious citizen, but a witch. No, she didn’t have a hooked nose and she didn’t fly on a broom... in in any case, there were no witnesses to this. But otherwise... She didn’t love her daughters, but she needed them: someone needed to bear the suffocating curse, which returned to the mistress over and over again. Under the weight of the curse, her legs buckled, her shoulders hunched... she couldn’t carry it away, she couldn’t quit. But the time came and my daughters began to get married. The witch won't let me in. “My, they say, you can’t get away from your mother.” “Let us go, we’ll give you what you want in return,” the girls begged. No sooner said than done. No one pulled their tongues And they decided that the witch would let them go, only on the condition that they give up their children in return. The daughters thought and thought: someday there will be more children... One flew away, followed by the second, and then the third. We settled down in the alien side. And then the children were born. Good kids. It’s a pity to give such a witch. The witch couldn’t stand it: it’s her property. And she decided to cast a terrible spell, to teach the obstinate daughters a lesson. Destroy their husbands. Then the daughters will come back and give the children to her. And so it happened. Soon the fairy tale is told, and time flies quickly. 30 years have passed. The witches' daughters have grown up and are getting married. But no. Mothers don't let me in. You can’t, they say, anger a witch. And the witch is right there: “Mine, they say, you can’t get away from your mother.” “Let us go, we’ll give anything in return,” the girls begged... And again you decided to give the children to the witch... *** And now from Navi to reality. This is history about four generations of women in one family (what I know at the moment). Not much, but enough to think about. It is based on a repeating chain of events (which is very reminiscent of a script): each next generation gives their children to their mothers to be “raised”, receiving in return a little freedom, throwing the burden of the “curse” onto their children. It is clear that freedom is conditional. But it's better than nothing. And each new generation grows up to become witches, to pass the curse from hand to hand... Until the family dries out... By receiving a child from each branch, the Wicked Witch can hold in her power (in the power of the script) the whole clan (the whole kingdom)... And if you look at it through the eyes of an analyst, you will see early fixation, aggression, guilt, splitting, the inability to escape from the witch (separation from the mother) in at least three generations. And, of course, somatization (you remember about the curse) From the point of view of transactional analysis, this story develops in the Child. The idea of ​​Old Testament sacrifice and original sin is in the air here. Here lives an evil witch, a little professor, and a somatic child, who is given hostage to his own magical thinking. This is where the fairy tale ends. PS: what seemed to me not covered by Poro’s book is the topic of replacement during life... I would be glad to hear your thoughts on this matter. The original article was taken from my website

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