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Both middle-aged sons and their significant others have been chaotic presences in my Urban Homestead this week. Owie yeowie, middle-aged problems get stinky and oppressive! There are quite allot of levels on which I want to send them to the Toxic People Landfill and be done with it. Not my problem, my middle-aged ones. Welcome to adulthood.
Instead, I have been listening and offering advice when asked. This morning finds me feeling like a ball in a pinball machine, ricotcheting mercilessly from ding to ping to ring and back again, from the child logics of the grandchildren (physical children) to middle-aged-bachelor-dating-drama to the bewildered exhaustion of young parents.
I am plying lots of extra self care in between the pings and the dings and wondering, "What is the diff between being supportive and enabling dysfunctional behavior?" Thoughts, personal experience and opines welcome.
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I haven't written in my diary on my computer since May because I thought that my computer was dying. I got away from writing but my computer is hanging in there. I think that I will start writing in it again. It's so therapeutic.
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Years ago, I won a mirrored armoire from my job. It's in my bedroom but I rarely stand in front of it. Yesterday, I had to have a dexascan done so I had to change into a gown. There was a full length mirror in the changing room. I'm aware that I gained 5 to 7 pounds over the last year from cheating on Keto but I didn't know what it looked like. It was a reality check.
I think if you only offer advice when asked, that's fine... as long as they don't keep asking the same question and hoping you give different adivce. Adults (children and parents alike) ideally can say, "And here's why I wish that wasn't the advice..." to one another. Note: *ideally*. Reality? Bah.
Much support, and many wishes for peace.
People like those stories. Heck it's even more fun watching them. From a distance, people sometimes stare.
None of it is "success". None is function or dysfunction. It won't get them into college, or a job. It's just the stuff that makes life worth living.
If the help is the stuff that makes 'life worth living'...I'd call it supportive. If you're going out and buying alcohol for an alcoholic that literally can't get themselves dressed...then I'll call it enabling. The grey areas in between...pfft...life is to short for me to worry about.
Just my take, Patti
I often worry that the intensity of all that makes me incapable of objectivity. Is it healthy that they keep coming back?
best as always
Manda xx
So... in that context, I'd say... You're in the good zone. Kudos!
Another warning I've found is whether or not the advice is temporary. So for my uncle being forced to take care of my grandma was a temporary fix from his drug problems or for my Naneh taking many sleeping pills was a temporary fix. Where as getting real lasting help was a more permanent fix or at least a step in the direction towards healing.
Sorry I know that was probably confusing but I hope this helps!
Believe it, or not, the majority of my siblings stayed together. Where else on Earth are they going to find acceptance of the codes we were raised with? And, like street gangs or organized crime families, they have zero tolerance for anyone like them, but a syllable off of their family code. Coming home means you are ready to turn the family dysfunction into your personal code and live by it.
But at the same time, homo sapiens are a gregarious species, hard-wired with the need for family. The lone human is forever unrequited.
Confusing stuff, indeed. Sorting . . . It helps to find words for ^it^. Humans are also hard-wired for verbal expression.
Thanks for the sort space.