Hi all,
I hope you don’t mind my joining in.
its so sad to see another series of threads on here due to the same thing.
my dd broke me when she was in her late teens, I told her so and her response was ‘I don’t care’ I felt my whole being was in pieces. You start to heal and are so fragile you just shatter again. Someone on the previous thread series (POTS holding onto the rope) described it like the Japanese kintsugi where the breaks are mended with gold. You will heal and you will become stronger.
Advise I have:
be less available, they want you to help them fix everything, be at their beck and call, yet treat you like shit all the time. I started SCUBA diving, my phone didn’t work under water. Take time for you.
I also started the walk 1000 miles challenge, literally walk for 1 hour a day just getting away and getting some head space really helps.
practise the sentence, please don’t talk to me like that. And absolutely refuse to engage when they are speaking (screaming) etc. even if that means going for a drive around the block.
To the pp whose dd was avoiding ucas form. I had this a lot, if there was something important looming and they were procrastinating they were bloody awful, I’d offer to help and set a time for it, ask them to start writing down a list of good things they’ve done then help just getting them started. Dd is dyslexic so often just writing a couple of paragraphs with her to get her started worked.
Again, TAKE TIME FOR YOU, you are no help to anyone if you are broken.
My DDs are now over 25 things have improved beyond recognition, I feel strong again, we don’t really talk about those years and if I’m honest the pain of it has diminished like the pain of child birth.
this too will pass 💐