It is amazing to me how quickly a visit from parental units will rip apart all semblance of Confidence.
They came to help Hubby finish the basement. My brother came too. Suddenly, we were surrounded by all of the things we left a few years ago (see the other blog on my profile). I am very comfortable with where I am in my life, especially spiritually. Actually, I’m in total limbo, but I’m comfortable there. Seeing my family makes me feel so very inadequate. They make me feel that I’m doing so many things wrong that they can’t even bring it up because there is so much to say. I guess that’s the charm of passive-aggressive behavior.
And it also tells me that I’m too sensitive. What I’d really like, is to so completely NOT CARE what they think or how they feel about me, my husband, or how we’re choosing to raise our child. If I really focus on that over the next few weeks, do you think I can get there by Thanksgiving.
They’re coming back then…
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