Coping with adult child estrangement: Are you borrowing worry?
Last week, I was in a meeting when yet another person brought up the coming super El Niño. The third person in as many days to tell me they were getting ready for what could be a rough winter. One was replacing his roof much sooner than planned. Another was lamenting the flooding that often happens where he lives. And the third was shocked I wasn’t worried about the forecast. His unspoken question seemed to linger in the air: “Have you been living under a rock?”
Apparently, I was supposed to be getting prepared. So, later that evening, I looked it up and discovered that an El Niño is, in fact, underway, and is expected to gain more strength. But, what that will mean for me in Northern California isn’t certain. The effect of El Niño conditions on precipitation is much less predictable here than in the southern part of the state. And in the six years I’ve lived here, we’ve been fine—even when strong winters brought atmospheric rivers that flooded nearby areas.
My house sits on a high point in the surrounding topography. We’d be fine again, wouldn’t we? Then I thought about the winter winds that moan up through the valley, sometimes breaking branches. Hmm. There’s a beautiful oak tree fairly close to the house. For the first time since moving here, I seriously considered having it taken down.
I love that tree. As I write this, I can look out and see its graceful limbs arching. Sometimes I sit under it on hot afternoons, enjoying the shade that helps make summer tolerable. In the autumn, its acorns fall, providing food for the red fox squirrels who hide them for later—and sometimes chatter intolerably when a rival has raided the stash. There’s always a bird or two in its boughs.
Suddenly, I was conjuring scenes of its branches breaking through the roof.
An arborist helped me put things into perspective. Examining tilt, structure, and overall health, he assessed the risk of limb loss or uprooting as slim. No guarantees, of course.
In my neighborhood, many massive oaks stand near homes. They hang over rooftops, shade pools, and provide refuge for birds and other wildlife. If these neighbors who have lived here for decades aren’t worried, should I be?
My tree is on high, flat ground. All that talk of a super El Niño by smart people I respect had brought me distress, but their situations weren’t the same as mine. So, I didn’t need to borrow worry or make plans based on someone else’s circumstances.
Whose forecast are you following?
How does this relate to coping with adult child estrangement? Because there are a lot of voices out there claiming to be right. And sometimes, they stir feelings that muddle our sensible way forward.
A brother you respect says to “keep trying or you’ll regret it” and, suddenly, you’re rethinking your decision to stop reaching out. Instead, you’re imagining some future day when you wish you’d kept chasing your estranged one.
A psychologist says what “most parents” will endure to keep contact with grandchildren, and you start to second guess your decision to self-protect. If “most” will tolerate almost anything, should you? Are you less loving because you won’t?
A good friend’s adult daughter with mental health problems is verbally abusive—and your friend remains closely involved despite the toll it takes on her. That’s her “high road,” and one she encourages you to stay on with your troubled son who abuses drugs. “He’s not well,” she says. “He can’t help it.” Meanwhile, you’re guarding your pocketbook and locking your door, dreading the next manipulation tactic.
Borrowed worry can come with borrowed standards
- A good mother never gives up.
- Family is everything.
- You should always leave the door open.
- Someday you’ll wish you’d done more.
- I’d walk through fire for my grandchildren.
Especially in the emotional aftermath of discord, statements like these can sound like wisdom. Delivered with conviction from people whose opinions you care about, the words can influence your thoughts, feelings, and decisions. But their conviction doesn’t mean they know what’s best for you.
Anticipating a future that hasn’t happened
In Rumination Remedies, I talk about how we can be sitting in one place yet existing somewhere else in our minds. We travel backward to past conversations, reconsider past decisions, and imagine what we should have said or done differently. Or we mentally head into an unknown future full of questions.
- What if she never speaks to me again?
- What if my sweet grandchildren grow up thinking I didn’t care?
- What if he dies and I regret stepping away?
Sometimes you don’t even choose the destination of your thinking. You’re handed a worry from someone else, and their concern may not fit your circumstances. When you’re coping with an estranged adult child, uncertainty can make those imagined futures especially compelling.
While you’re replaying the past, or thinking ahead to an imagined moment of disaster, you’re emotionally responding in the present to something that isn’t happening now. That’s one of the problems with a dreaded forecast. Having an idea of what may happen can be useful when it helps us prepare, but a forecast based on conjecture, another person’s circumstances, or someone else’s standards can flood you with emotions that can sweep you away.
Ultimately, the decisions you make need to fit your own history, circumstances, limits, and well-being. That doesn’t mean figuring everything out alone. Wise support can help you see more clearly. That’s true especially when it comes from people who understand estrangement, respect your role as a parent, and can share relevant experience without insisting that their experience should become yours.
There’s a difference between support that helps you examine your situation and advice that hands you somebody else’s answer, even if it comes from an expert. That’s one reason I value the community in my peer support membership. Members bring real histories and hard-earned perspective to the conversation, but there is plenty of room for differences. The goal isn’t to tell another parent what they must do. It’s to offer support and encouragement, and help one another think more clearly about what fits their circumstances.
Look at your tree
My neighbors keeping their oaks didn’t prove that mine was safe, but seeing their trees helped interrupt growing worry that called for drastic measures. I came back to the evidence: the tree’s good health, tilt, and location.
Examining facts is valuable in estrangement, too. What are the circumstances and history? What happens whenever there’s contact? What has changed in the person and the relationship—and how does it affect you?
Only you, perhaps with the help of others who understand, can determine what’s realistic for you. Is the relationship damaging your health, diminishing your peace, and eroding your overall well-being? In estrangement situations, as in all of life, there comes a point when you must stop looking at somebody else’s roof, floodplain, or storm and assess your own.
Today’s tree and tomorrow’s storm
There may indeed be stronger storms this winter. Keeping my oak for now isn’t a guarantee of its future, but I made the decision with the information that’s available today. For now, I’m glad to enjoy my beautiful tree and let go of borrowed worry.
When you notice yourself getting frightened about what may happen next, perhaps ask:
- Is this danger actually mine?
- Is this preparation I need—or worry I’ve borrowed?
- Who might I turn to for help?
If someone else’s prediction has sent you worrying into a future you can’t yet know, come back to the present. Prepare for what truly needs your attention.
Before you sacrifice your peace, health, dignity, resources, hope, or perhaps even a relationship, make sure you’re responding to your own circumstances.
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11 thoughts on “Coping with adult child estrangement: Are you borrowing worry?”
When the discord started, I explained to our daughter that I had to grow up with this discord with my parents and wasn’t willing to do it again. For some reason, I was expected to side with her husband, when he’s an abusive person. My marriage comes first, and my well-being also. Her husband started the discord and I do not agree with her or the bully. I don’t like being given conditions in order to see the grandsons. And I don’t like seeing and hearing them be raged at. The more time goes on, I know it was the right decision to not allow abuse to fly and stop being manipulated/used.
I am having a particularly bad time with two of my three children. My son has answered an email that I sent to both of them explaining where I was coming from. He told me I was repugnant and that unless I wrote and apologised he would discontinue all contact. My daughter who I saw for the first time in 16 years at her uncles memorial service recently also wrote and told me I was not only repugnant but she would be advising her children not to make contact with me either. So although I am hugely upset by these comments I am backing right of yet again so that I can get peace of mind in my old age. I do have one other son who does talk and tries his best to help me despite having a very demanding business. So I think I have decided to stop trying with the other two children but it is very upsetting.
As well meaning as some people might be, if they have not “been in the trenches” of this kind of horrific battle, they cannot fully understand.
My husband and I don’t tell many people, not because we feel ashamed anymore, but we know they most likely WILL NOT have the empathy or wisdom to say anything consoling.
This is brilliant Sherie about borrowing worry. There are many out there among our associates who have opinions about estrangement when they have absolutely no idea about the situation ,how it feels, the pain we are going through etc. They freely offer their advice without being asked. We really have to be careful about what advice we take if any from these well wishers. Thankyou for the reminder of this. Elaine
This is excellent advice. Thank you.
I agree with this. It can be very easy to deflect the anxiety created by our children onto other things we also have no control over.
The message I would like to give my adult children, who are active in a psychological triangulation: a very sad “you have no idea what you’ve done. You’ve done great harm.
It’s deep and it cannot be fixed to where it was before. It’s serious business, this.”
Thank you, it’s nice to know I’m not required to go the umpteenth mile to reconnect with my children. It doesn’t mean I don’t love and miss them. It just means I’m no longer waiting or pursuing people that don’t want me in their life.
Thank you, your article brings peace in seeing your beautiful tree and flowers and a fresh open perspective.
This is so wise and helpful. “What if she never speaks to me again?” Well, then I won’t be walking on eggshells and horrified by her actions and sad from her scornful and insulting disrespect and struggling to constantly correct the record and establish fair ground-rules with her! Imagine the freedom. Thank you, Sheri.
This very much resonated with me. My daughter has stopped talking to her dad and I because we corrected our 3 year old granddaughter who was being quite disrespectful. I wasn’t aware of a practice called, Gentle Parenting, which is apparently the approach my daughter is using. One thing led to another and our daughter pretty much stopped communicating with us, except to email me after her session with her therapist, outlining all the things we had done wrong. If I message her, she will answer, hours or days later, but she has not initiated any communication in months. My very good friend told me that as a parent and grandparent, it is my job to take the high road, swallow my pride and dignity, and do whatever it takes to make things right. So, I took her advice and asked my daughter if we could meet up at the zoo on my husband’s 60th birthday. I thought neutral ground would be better and our granddaughter would have fun at the zoo. The night before, I checked in with my daughter to ask about a meeting time, and was told that they wouldn’t be able to meet us after all. My husband was devastated and I actually wished I hadn’t suggested it in the first place because we both got our hopes up. I took advice from someone who meant well, but who doesn’t understand the situation and how my daughter holds grudges.
Sue,
Your note describes the insider complications that outsiders just don’t understand. Your husband’s birthday was fraught by the complication of the advice. Yes, she meant well, but she doesn’t get it. Also, she isn’t affected by the consequences of her advice.
HUGS to you, Sue. I hope yours and your husband’s next birthdays will be lovely. And I hope you went to the zoo anyway–or somewhere you’d rather go.
Sheri McGregor