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Tina Lear's avatar

Hi Alana,

I fear I may have unwittingly reframed this codependent behavior--i.e., being "kind and loving and generous, and practical, and patient and happy," etc.--from maternal or spousal prerequisites into spiritual ones. I am almost 69 with three children all in their forties. And while I am much better at sitting with them in their difficult moments, (without looking to fix, solve, heal or change them), the stubborn difficulty I have is with myself. As in "I should be happy, and if I'm not, this is something that needs to be fixed, not sat with."I have done so much work on myself through the decades, and I thank God for the few great therapists, teachers, and Tibetan lamas who've helped me with their invaluable wisdom. They have all helped me understand the truth you write about: that I am not responsible for others' happiness.

But I AM responsible for my own happiness. and I feel like a 'wrongly made creature' if I am not happy. Much of the time, despite having an incredibly supportive, loving, affectionate wife of 20 years, and increasingly positive, rich relationships with my grown children, I am not--in the sense of "joyfully, playfully" happy. I've struggled with depression all my life, and am currently on anti-depressants for the past four years. Sometimes, I wonder if it isn't more important to Be With however I am, in a loving way--rather than to be Happy.

My eyes are rolling right now as I type, though. I'm tired of that truth. I'm so tired of Being With the particular pain and darkness that pulls me down and down all the time. / / / One this is for sure, though. It was a breath of fresh air to read your piece. To see my life reflected for a moment. Blessings to you.

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Lisa Renee's avatar

Yes! Yes I feel "over-burdened with everyone else’s happiness"! I have four adult children and two aging parents and I worry constantly about each of them. I got the memo at birth and grew up in the 60s/70s and - well, you know the rest. I know it's for me to change and I try, but oh my old habits die hard. We'll all be together in a few weeks and I confessed to the husband that I worry about the moods, the complaints, how everyone will get along (or not) and he said, "that doesn't even occur to me!" He got no memo and is only looking forward to the big summer gathering. It's a challenge for me because they each bring their issues with one another to ME. They bring their complaints and criticisms to me. I am everyone's middle-woman! "Tell your brother," I'll say, to no avail. They somehow each feel that I am sort of responsible for whatever they think is going wrong. I suppose I built that, but I'm not sure how to dismantle it. I'm looking forward to the visit (mostly) but the hand-wringing has begun. What I wouldn't do for a little harmony!

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