If my Mom were in to shrinks, she'd be diagnosed with it for sure. We had a mom/daughter shopping trip today and she said flat out "I don't like to eat at new places-what if they don't have anything that I like?" But it felt (to me) like fear when she said it.
I know a lot of people feel that way-especially about EATING OUT. Well, what if they don't have anything you like? You'll order something, eat a bit, decide you don't like it and one lunch out of your life will not be the best lunch ever. So what?
I steered away from Taco Bueno and went to Subway next door since today was not an adventuresome day for Mom. She was doing a bang up job of not howling about how much I spent and trying not to be too nosey, so such efforts should be rewarded with a lovely and comforting veggie delight.
When does a problem cease to be a problem and just become a way of life? Mom is mid 70's and will not be working any time soon and I live two houses down and make sure she gets out enough and stays in touch with friends. So, with no Paxil and no psychotherapy, she has worked herself into a position where she can live with SAD and still thrive, more or less.
We actually had a nice day, because neither one of us tried to change the other. Maybe we should try more of that.
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your mom needs you to be there for her, and although it must be so hard for you some days, you are an angel for doing what you do. wish i had a daughter like you.
That's sweet-but you wouldn't have said it about 20 years ago-I was a hellion. I still am, but the good thing is, I use my hellish powers for good.
Ahhh, a day where no one tries to change anyone. How nice. Maybe I'll try that today.
we were all hellions 20 years ago!
I miss being a hellion sometimes.
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