My kiddo has been unwell; we have been at the hospital for six days now. I have been bouncing between here and supporting our dog, who is enjoying jumping from one temporary sitter to the next.
My parents and siblings have been told that staying away would provide me with the greatest support at this time, but this answer does not seem to suit my family’s expectations of what support looks like.
They want to be here, to fly in and save the day, but no one wants to ensure consistency and continual support…people just want to ensure they are there for the important days. It’s about their importance or significance in my family, at least, and not about emotionally supporting my child or myself. I have struggled via denial, self-hatred, inconsistencies, lies and half-truths for the sanctity of marriage or family for far too long and seeing the response to healthy boundaries validates these discrepancies of my past.
I do not know what it feels like to be authentic and your true self around family.
