I know this is true, not because I had daughters–I had sons–but because I had a mother, and I know what I did to her. She vented about it regularly.
Well, now that I’m a therapist, I hear other mothers vent. Just like my mother, I’m certain they can’t help themselves. They must vent. Maybe it slows down the looming psychosis . . . who knows?
What I do is listen, give advice, and soooooo understand. One particular mother comes to mind. I’ll call her Tina. She wasn’t concerned about impending psychosis. No, her worry was about aging. “See these gray hairs?” she said. “My daughter is making this happen to me! She’s not aging . . . I am!”
I was already rolling on the floor, but she wowed me with this one:
Salee, I want to stay young enough to enjoy old age.
So, how do you avoid getting gray hairs from your kids?