Yesterday was my birthday and to my great surprise difficult child 1 called to wish me a happy birthday. I haven't spoken to her since the middle of August, figured she was mad at me for not letting her come home for a "visit".
I have to admit, when I saw the call was from her, I was tempted not to answer--I forgot it was my birthday, just figured she wanted something or was in trouble or that her brother had told her he wasn't going to get a place with her and she was calling to vent to me.
So, it was a nice surprise. According to her, she is doing well, baby is due Nov. 17th instead of Nov. 26th. She says she and her boyfriend and my son are all "workiing together" to get their lives in order. She says she is planning to go to school to be an RN and work with old people. Okay, good you have a goal.
It was awkward for me because of my son calling me a couple of days ago to tell me she was stealing money from him. I do not want to get in the middle; I guess my role is to be supportive of him protecting himself and doing what he needs to do to get his life on a better track. My role with difficult child is less clear to me--I know she will just tell me whatever she thinks will make her look good, no use in expecting the truth from her. I guess I will just keep things as superficial as possible and at least I know she is alive if she is calling me.
I think I have to always keep in mind that she has some sort of mental illness and she is doing as well as she can. We, as her family, have to protect ourselves and keep our boundaries firm with her but it does seem she does care for us. She remembers our birthdays, she is good at selecting gifts, she speaks of her siblings very warmly to me. That is what is so strange to me--I hear the caring and regard in her voice, I feel she does love us. Yet she steals from us, will lie to manipulate us, etc. I don't know how to reconcile those things except to chalk it up to her illness.
Thanks for listening,
Jane
I have to admit, when I saw the call was from her, I was tempted not to answer--I forgot it was my birthday, just figured she wanted something or was in trouble or that her brother had told her he wasn't going to get a place with her and she was calling to vent to me.
So, it was a nice surprise. According to her, she is doing well, baby is due Nov. 17th instead of Nov. 26th. She says she and her boyfriend and my son are all "workiing together" to get their lives in order. She says she is planning to go to school to be an RN and work with old people. Okay, good you have a goal.
It was awkward for me because of my son calling me a couple of days ago to tell me she was stealing money from him. I do not want to get in the middle; I guess my role is to be supportive of him protecting himself and doing what he needs to do to get his life on a better track. My role with difficult child is less clear to me--I know she will just tell me whatever she thinks will make her look good, no use in expecting the truth from her. I guess I will just keep things as superficial as possible and at least I know she is alive if she is calling me.
I think I have to always keep in mind that she has some sort of mental illness and she is doing as well as she can. We, as her family, have to protect ourselves and keep our boundaries firm with her but it does seem she does care for us. She remembers our birthdays, she is good at selecting gifts, she speaks of her siblings very warmly to me. That is what is so strange to me--I hear the caring and regard in her voice, I feel she does love us. Yet she steals from us, will lie to manipulate us, etc. I don't know how to reconcile those things except to chalk it up to her illness.
Thanks for listening,
Jane