Imagine a full time position you are offered: Resume never required, past job experience, irrelevant. And nepotism? Actually a given. On accepting the position, the on-the-job training? Best described as trial and error. Hours? Flexible; on-call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Oh, and the pay is lousy. Yet, we are compelled to dedicate our hearts, minds, and bodies to the care and safety of our loved ones even as their own selfcare diminishes, and their dependency on us increases exponentially.
We do our best, yet find that it takes more patience, more energy, both mentally and physically than ever we thought possible. Sleep suffers, social life dwindles; our “regular life”, turned on its head. Resentment , loneliness, and lots and lots of grief surfaces, both for them, and ourselves.
We fail on the “bad days”, do better on the “good days”. When we are not focused on their “misdeeds”, we just focus on our own. “Coulda, shoulda, woulda”, our constant recap. We tend to suffer, or feel inadequate with all too frequent self-judgements and self-criticism. Yet, were we to sit down to a video of ourselves in action, we likely would be moved to an active case of
self-compassion.
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