Got online tonight reading about other adult children's experiences with, what's called, toxic parents. Non-confrontational methods seem to be choice, and really, getting in a parent's face isn't always the best idea. Least not in my world. The writing of a letter and burning it is a suggested method of dealing with the stress, and besides, it allows the adult child to get it all out. Seeing the words in print helps me when talking to myself isn't always possible. Way too many folks to overhear me around here.
I was talking to a neighbor about a non-related issue. Seems we agreed that empowerment goes a long way in helping us deal with stuff. It's hard too to rationalize taking care of ourselves and our own mental health and also being a loving, Christian daughter/son to our trying parents. It's easy to think I'm selfish taking this point of view, but in order to not drown in guilty feelings, I really have to put myself up further in the food chain.
In other news, Gary's got a bit of work in the shop. Got news of a needed bid for an Interior Designer yesterday and repair work today. Something each day, which is wonderful. More please!
Hope to have a quiet tomorrow. Nothing pressing too awfully much, and needful of a restful home-day. Take care, sweets.
(photo of four of the five girls...nora was elsewhere looking at her shadow)
