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What psychology says about the relationship between children and parents

In psychology, there is such a cornerstone, this symbol of faith, if you will. It can be expressed in one popular phrase: “we All come from childhood”. So. Parents and children, psychology of relationships of children and parents.

What does it mean this expression: “we All come from childhood” It means that the psychology of all areas and schools believes that childhood is the most important time, when the personality is formed. With all its inclinations, and (unfortunately) with all its neuroses and problems of an adult.

Parents are the adults, which is exhausted for the little man the whole universe, a model of the universe. In the early years the child is isolated from most of the experience, however, most of the experience of being he develops on this “model”.

And here’s enforced isolation takes the child for years. As You can probably guess that in early childhood one year is a lifetime. So imagine that years to five to seven a child lives in a special universe where the gods and the most intelligent and fair creatures are his parents. And more around the little man is nothing.

So if a child grows up with the belief “This world is unfair”, then you need to contact him early OPITO parents may have been Continue reading

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