BusynMember1
Well-Known Member
I am relieved. I come here as a sanctuary. I never talked much about Kay to others. I even tried to minimize her behavior in Al Anon and let the others talk.
It is scary how much our problem children are alike. There is always that one important, puzzling similarity of not working at a fruitful job, if at all. Most are bright, but wont work. I find that their oddest commonality.
Disabled people often try hard to find work. There are organizations around us that place disabled adults in community jobs. Our kids are not worse off than those with, say, Downs Syndrome, even if some have anxiety/depression. A lot of working people do. I see people in wheelchairs and blind working. I am sure Kay can work somewhere. She doesn't want to. And this is the main problem it seems with most of our kids. They would be much happier with the world if they supported themselves. Depending on us at such advanced ages is what causes the rest of their childish traits in my opinion. It all starts with not wanting to work.
Maybe Psychiatry needs a new diagnosis for adults who wont grow up. Peter Pan Syndrome?
It is scary how much our problem children are alike. There is always that one important, puzzling similarity of not working at a fruitful job, if at all. Most are bright, but wont work. I find that their oddest commonality.
Disabled people often try hard to find work. There are organizations around us that place disabled adults in community jobs. Our kids are not worse off than those with, say, Downs Syndrome, even if some have anxiety/depression. A lot of working people do. I see people in wheelchairs and blind working. I am sure Kay can work somewhere. She doesn't want to. And this is the main problem it seems with most of our kids. They would be much happier with the world if they supported themselves. Depending on us at such advanced ages is what causes the rest of their childish traits in my opinion. It all starts with not wanting to work.
Maybe Psychiatry needs a new diagnosis for adults who wont grow up. Peter Pan Syndrome?