Jodie, this is a great realization, once we get to this point. It is pivotal, and once you "see" things in this brand new way, you don't go back to seeing them the old way.
It has occured to me that the obstacle to my acceptance has been to avoid the pain of letting go and seeing them suffer, MY PAIN that I avoid to protect myself. Don't get me wrong, I want the best for them, but I believe I have been avoiding the pain inside myself, taking the easy path which has been to fix, pay for, put up with or any thing other than feel the pain of seeing them suffer. Strange isn't it?
This is exactly 100 percent correct. Once we see that we did all of these things---out of love, with good intentions, with lots of hope, sure---but we did them because WE couldn't stand it, not doing them...we begin to see that we are an obstacle to them.
I remember that day very clearly. Suddenly, I saw the very same situation from a completely different perspective. It was like I had been looking at it with a southward view and suddenly I was on the north end of it, and it looked completely different.
And then I saw that my "help" was not helping, and in fact, it was hurting.
But then the work started...to learn how to let go...to learn how to say what I mean without being mean...lots of practice, lots of mistakes...what does this kind of love look like, sound like, feel like? It isn't comfortable, even when our own minds know this is what we MUST do in order to give our own selves a chance to live, and to give them a chance to live.
I called it the 51% and the 49%. I was 51%, for the first time ever, and he was 49% for the first time ever. He was still so important to me, but I was just a little bit more important, from then on out. I counted. I mattered too. And it was so much healthier for him , for me to matter more to myself.
That meant I could start to get out of his way so he could start to figure out his own life, without the involvement and interference of his Mother. Please know that for a long time, things with him got worse. But I was getting better, and stronger, and better able to let go of him and Let my Higher Power/God take over.
Today, my Difficult Child is working full time as an electrician. He has his own place to live. He is responsible for his own life, and he continues to make good progress every day, every month, every year. He just got health insurance at his full time job, so that last help I was giving him, is now over. He is sweet and kind. He isn't getting in trouble anymore. He is going to be off probation in less than a year. He is paying his fines. He hasn't been arrested in 2.5 years (almost). We see him for NFL football games, family outings, holidays and birthdays. He calls and texts me like a normal adult child does. It is a pleasure to be around him.
For nearly six years his choices made everyone's life, who loved him, a complete h___.
I do believe stopping my help, and his dad finally stopping his help, allowed our son to face himself for the first time ever in his life, and start to rebuild his life.
Warm hugs. Hang in there. We're here for you.
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