No desire to spend time with critical parents
Adapted from a recent online discussion. Question: In my childhood, criticism from my parents was the constant theme. My grades were never good enough, my room was never clean enough, whatever. As a result, I feel little to no affection for my parents now that I'm an adult, and I don't spend much time with them or talk to them much. I just don't like them very much.
Adapted from a recent online discussion.
Question: In my childhood, criticism from my parents was the constant theme. My grades were never good enough, my room was never clean enough, whatever. As a result, I feel little to no affection for my parents now that I'm an adult, and I don't spend much time with them or talk to them much. I just don't like them very much.
However, some people who know this say I'm going to regret distancing myself from them when they're gone. Do you think that's true? Should I make more of an effort to spend more time with them now so I don't regret it later?
Answer: Your friends would regret distancing themselves if they were in your position. That doesn't mean you will.
So, no, I don't think it's universally true that distance equals regrets.
However, I do believe that seeing parents as people, instead of just as parents, is a more useful way to determine how to adapt your relationship with them over time.
What you describe of your parents is a child's view of people who apparently thought being a parent meant being strict and teachy all the time. I agree with you that it's a cold way to go, and tough to forgive - but there are other aspects of parenthood that could provide a fuller and fairer picture. Were their parents that way with them? Was the culture around them one of "seen and not heard" and "spare the rod" orthodoxy? Did they tend not to question things about life in general, their parenting views among them? Was one of them softer but not strong enough to counteract the other?
And what did they become after their active child-rearing years were over? Did they remain locked in a cold orthodoxy, or did they bloom a little when the weight of responsibility was removed? Are they trying to get to know you now, or are you still 12 to them?
Do you know them all that well as people, or did you distance yourself effectively enough that your last real impression of them was formed as you fled their home after high school?
I ask these questions entirely without judgment. People have their natural, even reflexive ways of looking out for their own health, and kids of unhappy childhoods can even have this need as their central motivation. It makes sense.
But when you get to the point where you're asking whether this is the right way to go, my inclination is to suggest that you keep asking questions and see where your inquiry leads you. If you don't feel up to digging all that out, that's reasonable. Your prerogative. It might also make sense to spend a few sessions with a skilled therapist.
And it might be liberating just to try, once or twice, with no great expectations, to talk to your parents with a different image of them in mind as you do it.
They're people. Possibly kind of stunted people who meant no harm but had no clue. People who might have interesting things to say if you asked them different questions, and/or with a different objective in mind. Not, "I want them to say they're sorry" or, "I want just once for them to be warm and welcoming" but maybe, "I want to see them how their friends do" or, one of my favorite suggestions from a long-ago chatter, "I want to approach them as an anthropologist would and see what I find out."
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