Copabanana
Well-Known Member
I forgot to make the point I wanted to make initially in my preceding post.
Albatross. Your son (our own) are AMBIVALENT, too. Witness his own progression, this week. But first: he wants to be a man. He wants to be self-determining. He wants to have autonomy. He wants to no longer be Mama's baby. But he is conflicted. It is not that he is afraid to leave you. It is that part of him wants to stay. Close to you. In your ambiance and orbit. Last week my son said to me: I don't feel alone when I am at home. Even if we don't talk.
But they want to be men, too. They are AMBIVALENT. Do you see, Albatross, that the manner in which you handled the interactions, with prayer rather than with control or taking charge, or some kind of saving, enabled your son to act as a man, and to choose to be empowered. You did that, Albatross. And instead of enabling him to renounce adult responsibilities, you did the opposite. (While the quote below is pure Albatross, the inserted underlines, and words within parens are my own.)
I hope I have not offended. I am only learning how to view my own life and myself in spiritual terms. It is giving me great relief to no longer feel as if I am responsible for everything, everywhere, and conversely that everything is my fault, my failure. I am gaining more hope and self-control with my son, as I learn to surrender and not to fight.
This is not about any religion, in my case. It is about learning a different way to be and to see myself in relation to life.
Albatross. Your son (our own) are AMBIVALENT, too. Witness his own progression, this week. But first: he wants to be a man. He wants to be self-determining. He wants to have autonomy. He wants to no longer be Mama's baby. But he is conflicted. It is not that he is afraid to leave you. It is that part of him wants to stay. Close to you. In your ambiance and orbit. Last week my son said to me: I don't feel alone when I am at home. Even if we don't talk.
But they want to be men, too. They are AMBIVALENT. Do you see, Albatross, that the manner in which you handled the interactions, with prayer rather than with control or taking charge, or some kind of saving, enabled your son to act as a man, and to choose to be empowered. You did that, Albatross. And instead of enabling him to renounce adult responsibilities, you did the opposite. (While the quote below is pure Albatross, the inserted underlines, and words within parens are my own.)
Saturday --
Difficult Child: Mom, I'm leaving the weed farm. I need to make some money so I can pay my share of the ticket.
Me: Do you have a place to stay? (Prayer)
Difficult Child: Yes, my leg doesn't even hurt anymore and I got a spot at the winter shelter.
Monday--
Difficult Child: Mom, my leg hurts too much to work. Can you get the ticket and I'll pay you back?
Me: No, we can only pay half. Maybe see the doctor? (Prayer)
Tuesday--
Difficult Child: Mom, I'm just going to work on my hurt leg, but day labor has no work. Can you get the ticket and I'll pay you back?
Me: No, we can only pay half. Maybe get there earlier tomorrow? (Prayer.)
Later Tuesday--
Difficult Child: Mom, it is -3 degrees with the wind chill and that is nothing to mess with. Can you get the ticket and I'll pay you back?
Me: No, we can only pay half. Did you get the list of places that provide coats I sent you last week? You have the hat and gloves I sent, right? (Prayer.)
Wednesday--
Difficult Child: Mom, if I don't get the ticket today the price is going to go up $50 or more. Can you get the ticket and I'll pay you back?
Me: No, we can only pay half. I just looked and you can still leave on XX/XX and get the same deal. (Prayer.)
Later Wednesday--
Difficult Child: Mom, I will be living in a sober living house when I get there and he can only hold my spot until XX/XX. Can you get the ticket and I'll pay you back?
Me: No, we can only pay half. Maybe see if he can work something out for you? (Prayer.)
Later still Wednesday:
Difficult Child: Mom, I went to the doctor and got bad news on my blood work but I don't want to talk about it. I'm sorry I asked you for help. I'm just going to go live in the woods.
Me: Send me a copy of your labs? Why are you going to live in the woods instead of the winter shelter? (Prayer. Beseeching G-d now, but still desperate prayer, I think I would call it.)
Thursday:
Difficult Child: Mom, got a great job at day labor.
Me: Great to hear! (Hallelujah. Thank you, Lord. My words here.)
Friday:
Difficult Child: Mom, it's so beautiful here. I think I am going to stick it out.
Me: OK, good luck!(Prayer.)
I hope I have not offended. I am only learning how to view my own life and myself in spiritual terms. It is giving me great relief to no longer feel as if I am responsible for everything, everywhere, and conversely that everything is my fault, my failure. I am gaining more hope and self-control with my son, as I learn to surrender and not to fight.
This is not about any religion, in my case. It is about learning a different way to be and to see myself in relation to life.