I feel really horrible and guilty for feeling this way and I’m not sure what to do about it. I am in my thirties with two children and a husband. When I say my family, I mean my parents and sister (though it is mainly parents).
I feel horrible and guilty for feeling this way because my family aren’t horrible or abusive and there hasn’t been any issue. I have a tendency to overthink things and I feel that’s even more true of my family. I don’t always trust my thoughts because of the overthinking as one day I can feel fine about something and the next day my mind is completely changed after I’ve been dwelling.
I have noticed lately that I feel better after a break from seeing them. The problem is that we are close and they are very involved in my life. I feel like a bloody teenager - I am often quite irritable when they are here and I feel very annoyed/judged/suffocated by things they say or do which wouldn’t bother me if other people were doing them. I feel really awful for feeling like this about them because they are nice but I feel suffocated. They would be gutted if they knew I felt like this and I can’t tell what is a normal amount of contact to want/need.
A bit of backstory is that they are very religious (think in a sort of fundamentalist way) and set in their ways. This isn’t very apparent to most people but I feel quite a bit of pressure to not offend them with things I do or say. I hold completely opposing views so mostly try to avoid controversial topics or bite my tongue. But this does extend to worrying about what I say to other people in case it gets back to them and sort of regulating the things I do because I feel uncomfortable with them finding out, I would say that when I was younger I used to panic at the thought of them finding out I had done something they wouldn’t agree with, which were many many things. The way they think is so rigid that even things which wouldn’t seem controversial were something I’d have to try and hide/justify to myself and have excuses ready to explain myself to them if they found out. Think things like buying a yoga dvd. I think they might have chilled out about stuff like this since, but it might be that I just don’t hear it anymore. They wouldn’t do anything awful if I they found out so I don’t know how to explain why me and my sister feel this way. They are very set in their ways and seem to think that the way they do things is objectively ‘right’.
Anyway, I became a parent young and so I lived with them for a while with my baby. I had mental health problems for many years and didn’t really have any life or friends. They were the only relationship I had and I went to their house for tea every day, went out with them every Saturday, went to their house most of the day on Sunday, went on holiday with them, celebrated every important day with them, went food shopping with them... you get the picture. I am very grateful that they helped me out so much and they are so generous but a part of me feels that they liked me still being so dependent on them and still sort of being ‘in charge’. Me and my sister both turned out to be lacking in confidence and were not independent at all. I was living on benefits at the time and when I said I wanted to find a job and use childcare my dad left the table saying that he couldn’t eat near me because I disgusted him. I was very psychologically enmeshed and dependent on them so that really affected me. Like I said, I am really grateful to them for their geenrosity with time and money and I would definitely go to any lengths to help my children when they were older... but I can’t imagine thinking it normal for them to be so dependent on me and not trying to encourage them to break away and have lives or thoughts of their own.
To the here and now - my parents seem to struggle with me not wanting to be so involved with them. They don’t say anything horrible or or do anything wrong but I feel so bloody guilty and awful. I managed to say no to going on holiday with them last year and felt like shit cos they were obviously gutted. I feel so bloody ungrateful complaining about it because it was a free holiday, picked with me and the kids in mind, they’d ask if I wanted to go anywhere in particular, want to pay for everything, do all the driving... but being with them for a week was an exercise in biting my tongue and putting on an act for the sake of the kids. My mom looked like she was going to cry when I told her. Again, they haven’t done anything wrong but being with them is like slippping back into old roles and I just find the whole thing very uncomfortable. The previous year I had to listen to loads of faff and stress about them desperately trying to get dates off in school holidays and complaining about other people having dates when they don’t even have children (it didn’t go down well when I pointed out that they don’t either). My dad wasn’t sleeping properly for worrying about everything being ‘perfect’. You’d think they were providing the only family holiday but we already had our own holiday sorted. I’ve also managed to say no to Christmas Day dinner with them, but they were really upset and apparently had to both keep telling each other that it’s normal and fine for a family to want to have some time alone... but I felt guilty so still had them over on the night anyway. So I saw them Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, Boxing Day, New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day and some days between and I don’t actually enjoy it.
My birthday is coming up and my mom mentioned going out for a meal and I said I didn’t want to. She was really shocked because it’s what we’ve always done and wanted to know why. She said oh it’s a good job I checked because I would have just phoned and booked a table..... and it really got my back up. I have a husband who is perfectly capable of doing that or I can do it myself but she seems to see herself as the main relationship of me and the children. Logically, I know that it’s perfectly normal to ask why since I have always done it and if someone else had asked me that I wouldn’t have been annoyed by it. A part of me feels guilty like I was happy to do everything with them when I had no other options and I am now ditching them.
I can’t tell whether this is me being strange or what is a normal relationship with your parents as an adult. Would others feel the same way and what should I do about it?