The Boat

think about yourself instead of grown childrenA Grown Child’s Rejection: The Boat

by Sheri McGregor, M.A.

Parents of estranged children may suffer insults, be called names, and be told they never did enough. They have fond memories of their sweet children, and recall themselves as always giving. To the best of their ability, these parents were generous, kind, and supportive. But their estranged adult children tell a different story. Maybe they say these moms and dads who did their best should never have had children. They’re told they weren’t rich enough to provide graduate school, didn’t let their sons or daughters do enough when they were kids, didn’t give them music lessons . . . You fill in the blanks.

We can’t control their perception any more than we can control their adult behavior. At some point, adults are responsible for their own lives. They can blame, inflict pain and abandon us. They may leave us struggling in their wake—-but we don’t have to stay there.

We cannot go back and change the past. If we feel we have done something wrong, we can apologize, ask for forgiveness and to try again, but we can’t force our children to participate in our future.

We can make the best possible decisions now though. We can think of ourselves rather than our grown children. We can make choices to benefit ourselves, and act on them. Right or wrong, our estranged adult children have decided what they’ve decided.

Will you remain the wake of your grown child’s rejection?

Imagine your child is on a boat, and that you are in the water below. See your son or daughter dropping all sorts of poison off the back of the boat. Imagine the angry, stinking words they have flung at you. See those poisonous words hitting the water with a splash. Acrid smoke rises from them. It stings your eyes, fills your lungs so you can barely breathe. You feel as if you’ll choke.

You cough and gag. But your child isn’t done yet. A net rises from the murky depths, stretching across the open water. You can’t swim toward the boat without getting caught, tangled in a hurting web you don’t understand. Your child throws out hooks, spills out chum that attracts vicious sharks.

Dazed and confused, you call out. “Wait. Help. Can’t we talk?”  But your child takes the helm. The boat speeds away.

See the wake of the boat, feel the choppy waves, smell the acrid fumes rising from their spiteful words, and see those sharks. . . . Now, what do you do?

Do you stay in that spot, paralyzed, barely able to hold your head above water as the sharks lunge and bite at the net?

Do you wait there, expending precious energy as you tread water, determined you can fix this no matter what? The horrible toxic clouds fill your lungs. . . .

Do you swim toward the net, determined to cut through, and put yourself in shark-infested waters to follow despite your grown child’s rejection of you?

Or … do you turn, and look for a way to save yourself?

You see a shore in the distance. The beach looks lonely, and uncertain. It’s a brand new world there. Not what you expected to be facing at this point in your life. You don’t know what a future there holds.

Swim to shore.

It’s like this when our lives take a sudden unexpected turn. We can view potential shores as scary and uncertain, and decide to stay in the wake of a boat that’s left us. We might even convince ourselves that staying still, waiting for our child to come back, despite the horrible poison and threats to our survival is what a good mother or father would do. Our child will come back . . . won’t she?

The boat gets smaller on the horizon. The sharks are lunging and biting at the net. The angry words are spilling out an ugly, contaminating slick.

Despite what’s happening, we might feel compelled to swim after the boat. Isn’t following our child, despite the horrors, what a truly good parent would do?  After all, isn’t a parents’ love unconditional?

We look back toward the shore, but . . . what will others think if we turn away from our own child, and swim to safety?

Imagine yourself in the water.

Do you see the sharks? Feel the poison burning your lungs? Can you see your estranged adult child, getting smaller and smaller as the boat speeds away—-yet somehow he looms so very large?

Maybe the boat whips around, and roars close. Your child tosses out a life ring. Relieved and grateful, you reach for it—-this nightmare is finally over!

Then your child snatches back the rope.

abandoned parentsMaybe your child doesn’t yell at you from the boat. Maybe she never flung out ugly accusations. Maybe your child only sped away, and left you in open water. You’re still in their wake, growing more weary as the water closes in on you.

What do you do?

I know this is melodramatic, but when we’re faced with the utter shock of a child we have loved and supported turning on us, we can feel just as threatened. The choice we face is similar. The shore where we can get out of the water, escape the sharks and the poison may look lonely and uncertain, but what is the alternative?

Get out of the water.

Turn and swim to the shore. You may find sunny beaches, creative sandcastles, and refreshing waterfalls. Perhaps there will be a storm, cliffs to climb, or you’ll have to bushwhack to find a rewarding path. If you try though, you’re sure to find banana and coconut trees, perhaps even pineapples athink of yourself instead of grown childrennd friends.

Get out of the water. When you do, you’ll find there are people who parents of estranged adult childrencare and are willing to help. You may find yourself walking along a shore of pretty shells. And as was posted on the Help & Healing for Parents of Estranged Adult Children Facebook page recently, a passerby may ask, Shell we have a good day? How will you respond?  Get the book–and get out of the boat for good.


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65 thoughts on “The Boat

  1. Thebluesky

    Wow Sheri, this is one that will have to be read multiple times. I live very near the ocean, just a few blocks, so this analogy can be easily (or maybe not!) imagined. Thank you’ll

    1. rparents Post author

      Thebluesky, thank you for your positive comment. When I wrote this, I feared some parents might feel it does not sound empathetic to them. It is sometimes difficult to determine what will be helpful. My intentions are never to hurt anyone. I have been in that water, so know how it feels. Thank you again. Here’s to beautiful shores with pretty shells for all the hurting parents. ~ Sheri McGregor

    2. Ann

      This is a great story. Tells it exactly how it is. Time for us to swim to shore make a new happy life and leave the drama behind!

    3. K. Olsen

      I’ve been swimming a very long time – going on almost five years. I’m incredibly tired, very depressed, and have turned my life into an internal hell staying in the water. I’ve made the choice (finally!) to swim towards the shore. I’ve started my search for a good therapist, and I’m going to order Sheri’s book and read it like my life depends on it because it does. When I stop focusing on the disaster that’s in the water and look at the rest of my life, I can see (although not yet feel) blessed. I have an incredibly strong marriage and a great husband. I have a few solid friends. I live in a home I love and do work that I enjoy. And way down deep, I can look at my past and find that although I wasn’t perfect, I was a good mom – someone who wanted her daughters, who loved them, and moved mountains for them. I can find peace in that. It’s time to turn to shore.

    4. BorderCollieMom

      I also live a few blocks from the Northern Pacific shore… love this tale of survival. Thank you, Sheri.

    5. Sky

      Wow Sheri, thank you, I have been looking at the sharks, think it’s time to move forward even if I take small steps! Thank you & warm wishes

    6. Kathy

      This is so beautiful, thank you for all of your helpful articles and newsletter. I am new to this, and the depression is so all-engulfing. When I begin to feel paralyzed by it, I take out my phone and read over your healing material. It is such a survival tool for me. Bless you for your efforts in helping people like me. We come from a very small family, and my son was the last of any family I had left, so I feel newly orphaned in this world. Thank you for your help and compassion.

    7. AmeliaAirHeart

      Thank you, Sheri, a wake up out of the wake … I just found your website. I just came out of the shock and googled ‘rejected parent- abandoned parent” for the first time last week …. I’ve been in the wake for 5 years. I am so tired. I have been in “suspended wake”- so intent on treading the razor waves – and waiting and hoping- that I haven’t even begun crying. I am going to get out of the water and start crying. Your website is a lighthouse, an idea shining out there- an out of the bobbing and choking in the wake that I was actually drowning in- so entranced that I didn’t even know I was drowning. … Thank you.

    1. S. Marie

      I have been treading that water for almost a year now. Thank you for the different perspective. What can it hurt?

  2. Rainbow

    Sheri, thank you for such a beautiful and profound analogy! I’ve been floating in the water for way too many years. Think I’ll swim to the shore and dry off. Rainbow

  3. Sarah

    Beautiful analogy , how bizarre i recently went to a meditation and this too involved a boat and putting our troubles into the boat , it was inspiring thank you once again .

    1. rparents Post author

      Hi Sarah,

      It’s encouraging when things come together like that coincidentally (maybe no coincidence at all!). Thank you for sharing the meditation of putting troubles in a boat. . . . Do you then set it out to sea?


  4. lundy

    Hello Sheri,

    Just love this analogy. Been out of the water for awhile. Slowly but surely stepping foot in the brand new world – don’t want to slip back into the water.

    Thank you,

  5. Samantha

    Thank you so very much for your inspiration in my life. I too am tired of swimming and treading water to see if they will even consider turning the boat around. Thanks to you I am making my footprints in the sand and moving on with my life.

    1. rparents Post author

      I’m so glad you’re making progress! Thank you for your kindness … But do give YOURSELF the credit! Your footprints are leaving a trail for others!

      Sheri McGregor

  6. Barbara

    I’ve tried a number of times to break the ice but always rejected and i always say or do this the wrong way apparently. I’ve reached the conclusion I need to move on for my own sake. Some days are easier than others…

  7. Tatty

    I sobbed tears of grief as I read this being the mother of an estranged daughter who continually throws the lifeline back to me and pulls it away before I can reach it. This was just what I needed to regain control of my life again and you gave me permission to do that without guilt
    Thank you

  8. Annie

    Great encouragement Sheri. Thank you for being there for all of us. Life does need to go on and your support means so much. Blessings, Annie

  9. ahopefulmom

    Sheri…regarding “the boat ”
    i am new to this site…today is my first reply. I have been basking in this beautiful website, reading many of your posts, the comments and titles of familiar and intriguing subjects, courageously shared by your community and you.
    Like so many of you, I feel as though I may have finally found a safe place for myself to begin a new life on the other side of this insidious situation called “estrangement.”
    I was drawn, like others to your analogy of the boat, as I happen to live on a boat myself. I was curious to have your story unfold until I could see myself smack dab in your story…seeing now, that I had been subjecting myself to my ED’s blame and torment for sadly, nearly 8 long years.
    My story is like many others. no fights, no particular incident…just a little bit at a time and then…boom, life as I knew it was really over! I think I am just now willing to accept things as they are and turn the page.
    My blessings are, that while my daighter and step daughter have been estranged, I have never let go of hope for happiness, health and love. My prayers were focused on all of these gifts. Not just for myself, but for them also. I am grateful that I have a happy forgiving heart (I have had to use it for myself too.)
    It has been because I held that sweetness in the midst of deep deep sorrow and loss, that I am prepared today to begin a new life, with the skills and gifts that I have never let go of. (thankfully)
    I live with my new husband and two loving little dogs, in a sunny place, mIles ftom them. As newlyweds, I refuse to let any further pain into my life…into our life. We simply do not have the space.
    Living on a boat means no extra bagage, no storage of useless items and finally, no room for the dilution of quality life because of my ED’s.
    Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. Thank all of you for wanting a more beautiful life.

  10. J

    Nothing has made sense to me until reading The Boat. The pain in my heart seems unbearable, guess I m still in the Wake, trying desperately to get to the shore. J

  11. Rosie

    I too lived for a call on Mothers Day. Both other son and daughter acknowledged me as a “good Mum” with flowers, gift and more importantly inclusion. One even joked that he waited to call later in the day so their errant sibling had opportunity to contact but no ! A week later a curt text ” would you be around on Saturday to look after the children(4 of them) as we have a work function ?” How did I respond ? Had I been feeling rejected and wracked with grief I would have cancelled my weekend away and driven 300 kms to meet this expectation. Reply ” heading away Fri. Returning Sun. afternoon. Sorry.” Sounds so fickle I know but only three weeks ago I was informed yet again that I had failed him, would prefer if I didn’t”t call round , his father is a weak man, a mute etc. I am getting slowly stronger. I only spend part of my day fretting for what could have been now. This little boy is a 38 yr old man ! (And I love the little monster) !

    1. Lakoda

      Good for you for standing firm. We will never stop loving our children but even while they were young we knew if we allowed bad behavior it would continue. I finally learned one day that I did not have to let my son dictate my life. It is hard, like you there was a time I would drop everything and run, with hope things would get better if I did. They never have, just another way for him to control my feelings. So I changed that and started living my life. I also love my not so little monster.

  12. deanna

    You offer such beautiful hope and love to us by allowing us to share and release our painful memories. the sorrow is such a deep well that sometimes I feel like I am drowning in my sorrow. I am not sorry for being a good mother, or even that my daughter no longer acknowledges me in any fashion, but I’m sorry that it is such a painful journey to realizing the “forever change” that has occurred and in my case, cannot be changed. It has been 20 years and for the first time I am willing to talk about me and this experience. Thank you for the opportunity. Now I need to find the words. They will come.

    1. rparents Post author


      I’m very grateful to have been of help to you in opening up after 20 years. I’m sorry the journey has been a painful one. I have this feeling that in all that pain of the deep well you mention, there is a core treasure of beauty and grace that keeps you afloat. May you enjoy arriving on the shore, and feeling the sand between your toes! (Is that taking The Boat article’s metaphor too far!?)
      Sheri McGregor

  13. CiCi

    Thank you! This encourages me beyond words.
    My son. My life. I play the rewind button several times a day, and I get nothing. Yes, life threw curve balls…but at the end of the day no one could have loved him more than me. Yet I am the reason for all his pain. He neglects … Feels little desire to come by at all. Kills me.
    I have dreamt of one way tickets.

  14. Christine

    I can’t remember when I received a Mother’s Day gift from my oldest daughter. We had a complicated up and down relationship from a divorce whereby I tried and tried to win her affection, but have finally failed. I have always been the underdog parent; I gladly accepted the Mother’s Day texts for years along with constant resentment and resistance. On my last visit to her, when I dropped everything in my life to clean her house, be grandma and help her recover from pneumonia, I just had all I can take of her snide comments and put-downs. And when she announced she was spending yet another family Christmas with her Daddy which left me out since my granddaughter was born, I deleted her from FB to protect myself from photos. (HUGE mistake) Never do that. That was the END for me. I wanted to discuss our mutual hurt, but she cut me off with hostile verbal attacks (nothing new) and refused to hear my side of the story. I do feel we have created these callous, heartless children that take and take and cannot empathize or feel outside of themselves. What will happen when their children get older wonder what happened to grandma and grandpa and auntie? How did we get here- I’m wondering.

  15. alyballybee

    Dear Sheri,
    How I needed to read this tonight!! I am still in the whirlpool, it’s early days, yet there are times when I can see me reaching for the shore. In my heart I pray for my ES to reconcile, but in my head I know he has gone, only a few hours ago I learned from my ex DIL, his ex wife, that he won’t reconcile, so now he is trying to come between her and I and the kids with whom I have a good relationship. I cannot believe the lies that are being said about me and the things I have supposed to have said. Why do they do this? I will honestly admit to anything if I am wrong, but I cannot take lies, never had never will. Your narrative covers everything I am feeling and experiencing right now, it is early days, is it too soon to want to let go and swim for that shore, I just don’t know. He is my son and I love him unconditionally, but I neither recognise nor like the man he has become. I truly believe his new wife is fanning the flames, but he is being complicit in going along with it, he should and does know better.
    That shore is looking more and more inviting. Thank you for this wonderful analogy, it truly does put things in perspective.

    1. rparents Post author

      I’m glad the article resonated with you. Speaking metaphorically, maybe you could swim to shore and take a little rest on the beach. You could look out at the boat and it’s driver if that feels right. Or maybe take a nice nap in the sunshine, lulled by the sound of the surf. Sounds relaxing, doesn’t it? There’s nothing wrong with taking a little break, and we can wake up with clearer thoughts and vision. Hmm. I think I’ll stretch out in the sand, too. It sounds inviting. See you there! ~~ Sheri McGregor

  16. Jolene

    My adult daughter went out for the evening, took her dog and never came back, leaving behind every possession with no explanation except that she needed to be out from underneath the umbrella. You mean the one that protected you for 32 years? Wow! Texting was a maybe until I said “It feels like you don’t care about us anymore.” That’s all it took, we were cut off. We’ve been on a roller coaster of emotions; acceptance is our next stop. Looking forward to your book.

    1. Lezlie

      This was a great article. It resonated with me as it has with so many here on this site. As the result of a divorce and parental alienation syndrome, I’ve lost my adult daughter. That was 2 1/2 years ago. I’m in a perpetual state of grief over her. Then Just four days ago, my son verbally demolished me. Insults and accusations and disrespect that I’m embarrassed even repeat what he said. I’m walking around like a zombie. I adored my children. I was a stay at home mom who gave my all. I was loving yet had boundaries. Encouragement daily. My kids are excelling in life yet the trash me and have no respect for me. They echo the words of their father and idolize him even though he’s psychologically abused the family for almost two decades. During those times of terror I shielded and protected my kids from his tirades and kept the family together. My children’s perception of that time is that they for gave their dad but they can’t forgive me for, get this, asking them for help during large holiday dinners. That is their complaint against me. Now I’ve lost my adult son. I cannot stay in this perpetual state of deep grief. I’m going to get Sheri’s book As I need help rekindling hope for the future.

  17. NewBlueWings

    I am about to begin a painting, and it just so happens, the subject is a boat. Your essay, Sheri, brings complementary words and imagery to what had already taken root in my mind’s eye. I now know the composition, as it takes form, will bring me both validation and peace, as I paint, remind, and repeat, “I turned toward the beach and welcomed the shore.” I know the completed painting, whispering that mantra, will keep me grounded and thankful. We are a part of all whom we have met. Thank you.

    1. rparents Post author

      Dear NewBlueWings,

      How exciting! I hope you will share the painting when done. I would so love to see it! Thank YOU!

      Sheri McGregor

  18. Fleeting

    A very powerful article. I am in the early stages and floundering in the sea, uncertain whether to go for the boat and or the shore. The shore seems tempting but fear and guilt bring in murky clouds. It is difficult to see my way. Perhaps I can tread water until the way is clear.

    1. freshstart

      This is an interesting and helpful way to look at all these many years of misery following estrangement. I have felt the intense guilt of not wanting to give up for fear of abandoning the children who have actually abandoned me. I have begged and pleaded, apologized for imagined wrongs, given them unconditional love and given them space, etc. In fact, I’ve tried every method I could to ‘fix’ this. But I find myself in that ocean filled with danger, cruel words swirling around me and no reason to assume it will ever end. The shore you talk about seems the only choice left. Thank you for this vision. It makes it so clear that I will not survive unless I swim for that shore and save myself.

  19. Murdear

    I’m fairly new to this community but I am reading the book and also the various articles. The Boat is hitting every point and I thank you Ms McGregor, you and the community is a blessing.

  20. Stephen

    I too found myself floating in the sea of hope. As the years gone by, I realize hope does not float. In fact, hope can sink you in these cases. I believe all children of estranged parents, want their parent to stay in the wake, until they decide and only if they decide to pull them out. These children do not want the estranged parent to go on with life and make it to shore. This is the reason for them trolling back around, throwing you the rope and then pulling it back in, just as you believed you will be saved. In these cases, hope does not float! I decided to swim to shore, all to find out that my child found the shore I am on and is trying to pull me back into the wake, so I will continue the suffering. What I am having to learn is, how to camouflage myself, so she can not find which shore I am on, all to throw me back in.

    1. rparents Post author

      Hi Stephen,
      Thank you for this comment and your other recent ones to articles. I have enjoyed reading your thoughts, and I know you are helping other parents by your honesty.
      It’s good to think things through from several angles, and you are surely doing that here.

      Thank you again for your comments. I wish you the very best this year and forward!

      Sheri McGregor

  21. Lakoda

    Thank you for this. It is so how it feels. I have learned, I had to choose the island. Some days it is easy, some days hard. We love our children so much. It is such a strange life living without my son in it. I am lucky to have a daughter and son in law that bring me so much joy and love. My son in law is like more like a son to me. Still I love my son and find myself walking back to the shore to gaze out across the water to see if the boat is maybe out there and coming back. I wish it could be different it certainly is not my choice for it to be this way, so I just keep moving forward as much as possible.

  22. Isocarb

    WOW! Sheri, I received your e-mail this morning with the link to “The Boat”.
    Thank you!!!. What a good way to paint the picture; great analogy, very visual.

    With my oldest ES, I have already landed at the shore and started anew without him. No plan of looking back.

    I have yet to do the same with my youngest ES; the estrangement is newer with him. He is also the son I would have never thought I would not have a relationship with. When you add the grand-babies it makes it even harder to accept. I’m finding it much, much, more difficult to swim to the shore and away from him even though I’m beginning to accept this is what I need to do.

    I will copy, paste, and print this and read it every day. Thanks for sharing your story, for this forum, your book (I’m reading it now), and everything you do.

    Big HUGS

  23. Itisbeautiful

    Thank you Sheri for the Boat Story. I am still in the water. It has been seven months that my ED hasn’t talked to me or contacted me in any way. However, after reading this story one part of me wants to jump out of the water …. but the other part of me is still waiting for a miracle; it cannot be like this. My beautiful only child, I miss her so much…. I have to start taking care of myself. I do see a counselor and I have read Sheri’s book; done with the crying. However, I didn’t do the exercises yet. I was in FB group but I didn’t feel safe to be there with my real name even though it is a closed group. I am 66 years old and my whole life has been about my ED, suddenly no contact…. My life feels so empty, just like part of me has died. ED is in contact with Dad, my husband for 39 years and from him I hear how she is doing… that helps a bit. Sending love and light to all of you moms…

    1. rparents Post author

      Hi itisbeautiful,

      Keep swimming a bit if you need to. Or, get out and rest a bit!!

      Thank you so much for the love and light. Much appreciated. And lots of hugs,
      Sheri McGregor

  24. leanne

    I am new here and for once feeling a little less alone. I have not seen my daughter of granddaughter for almost 4 years. She had another little one who I have never seen. The saddest thing for me as that nobody wants to talk about her anymore. My world is empty.
    I liked The Boat and hope there is an island for me too. The sharks make me fearful though and I suspect they will always be close.

  25. Elizabeth L.

    Thank you Sherie, for posting this analogy!
    I’ve just hit the water and am looking around in desperation and the reply posts from everyone else have been a great comfort too.
    I particularly feel for it is beautiful’s post, as my ED is acting the same way.
    Every reply has touched my heart and all I can do from my net in the water is admire everyone’s courage and dignity.
    Hopefully with a little more time, I can swim to shore, buoyed up by these wise words and help others in turn. Sending the best to you all.

  26. joanne j.

    We have been in this with two sons for about 2 years. At first it looked like lingering in the water was a good and kind way to approach the estrangement that shocked us out of our socks. Now with counselling and this website we realize we were drowning. Funny they seem to swing around with a big wave for each holiday and we have just settled with them that Christmas was not going to happen like it did last year.
    We have a large family and the other children are not of the same mind about us so we do have lots to be thankful for. (at least we think we do) We trust what is left with the family to a certain extent but man its so hard to not let them rewrite our history especially when they won’t talk to us about it. They talk to everyone else using words like abuse, neglect and actually come to find out, while they were saying this, they were asking us to babysit for an extended 10 day trip!!!
    Anyhow now that the question of seeing them at christmas and their children especially is over, we hope to take a breath and enjoy the season. Always praying that someday the truth will come out as bad as it seems so we can at least figure out reconciliation.

  27. Kathleen

    I have been estranged from one of my sons for about 5 years. He informed me then that his therapist had advised him to take a break from me. I am a counselor myself–I understand perfectly the need to take breathers and get some space even though I’ve never been a micromanaging mom. Since his adult years we’ve lived about 2.5 hours apart. I was then to learn that he had decided that this “break” needed to be permanent. During these past 5 years, we have had some very minimal contact, mostly via emails on Mother’s Day–“Happy Mother’s Day.” I’ve been puzzled about this oxymoron but usually wrote a brief “Thank you.” However, 2 years ago, out of the blue, he sent me a video of his wedding–no greeting or explanation. I then contacted him and we embarked on a phone call, then a meeting over coffee. He claimed he needed brief contact to establish a “safety net.” When I asked why he needed a safety net, he explained that in the past when he’d been hurling criticisms and complaints about me, I sometimes ended up crying! We then managed a peaceful phone and friendly coffee conversation. I expected a reconciliation to lead to reestablishing our friendship and to meeting his wife. My husband and I then spent the winter in a warmer climate. While we were out of state, I emailed him to remind him of my 75th birthday. He replied “Congratulations” and never told me he’d had a baby girl born 3 days before. (I did happen to find out via my other son.) He sent a baby announcement to me several weeks later. He sent the same announcement to my sisters and addressed the envelopes with last names only. . A couple months later I replied to his “Happy Mother’s Day” asking him to clarify how he thought I could possibly be enjoying Mother’s Day under these circumstances. I asked directly to meet his wife and daughter and he replied he just has to think about how to respond appropriately–a roundabout refusal. I’ve recently realized, like a thunderbolt, that he seems to be playing “cat and mouse” games which for him could go on ad nauseam. I let him know that I’m weary of being scapegoated and blamed, with no commitment to resolution or reconciliation. I keep leaving shore and swimming out to the bait in the shark infested waters. In my fresh sense of raw loss, I googled “sons who abandon their moms” and came across Sheri and her materials. I’ve had the book for 2 days-already a great help. In this email I’ve made a long story incredibly short but not short enough, I’m afraid. Thank you for your time in reading this. It does help to put the process into words. My husband (not his dad and also scapegoated) is a great listener but of course feels helpless as he can’t “fix things.”

  28. Tulip

    Sheri, thank you for starting this group, writing your wonderful book and basics throwing a lifeline to all of us who were drowning and didn’t even realize it. I’m new to the group and was surprised at how many people are in the water with me. I thought I was alone. Just knowing I’m not has made a huge difference. Until this time last year I thought my daughter and I were close. I loved spending time with her. I thought she was pulling away but she kept saying she was busy. We had a fun Christmas. Then in January she sent me a text, essentially “breaking up”. I was shocked. For months I was in a daze, crying, hurt, angry, sad, all of it. This week after several unsuccessful attempts at communicating I went to her house. The anger and hate that came out of her was unreal. She refused to talk. Told me she never wanted to see me again, her life is so much better without me in it. I cried all the way home. I know my daughter. There will be no lifelines, no other chances. I told her I’ll always love her and will never change my number if she ever needs me. But I know I’ll never see her again. The roller coaster of feelings is rough! Some days I accept it, others I can’t stop asking myself why. But I’m on the shore. And I won’t let it ruin my life.

  29. Chrissy

    Thank you for the metaphor! Nice to know I’m not alone in dealing with this, yet sad there are so many of us. And I’m tired of it – for so many years I’ve felt like Charlie Brown when Lucy pulls the football away from him just when he’s about to kick it; a few years of no contact from her, then contacting me like nothing has happened and again and again. I’m working on not feeling guilty about my daughter’s behavior. Wished I was able to have more children but maybe I’d still feel the same way. I am so fortunate to have a wonderful supportive husband (second time). I don’t want her behavior to put the black cloud over my relationship with him, life is very good in our home. Just received the book. Looking forward to new learning from it.

  30. S.J.

    Brilliant and thank you. There are multiple emotions but after years of trying with 2 out of 3 of my children. I felt ready to stop ‘treading water’. Perfect timing for me to read this.

  31. Diana C.

    I’ve been floating for 8 long years. I Got myself to the shore at one point but I have jumped back into the water twice. After each of my grandchildren were born and both times I nearly drowned

  32. Lisa W.

    I read the entire book Done with Crying while on 72 hour hold and it got me through. I have 2 adult children on the boat supporting each other making it twice as hard to hold my head above water. They were given everything possible to make them the successful people they are today. Their unhappiness is so hard today as technology allows them the ability to block every means of communication. I have many friends and family supporting me as well as my husband of 35 years. They keep me going day to day. I have put it in God’s hands.

  33. Kayhon

    Wow! Thanks! I just ordered the book and workbook. I’ve been in the water going on 6 years. Just began to swim to shore. Then yesterday I sent a happy new year wish to my son and daughter in law with no thoughts that I would get a response. Seems they want to open it up again. They want to talk this weekend. We aren’t sure of what they want. We aren’t sure we want to be thrown to the sharks again. So my thought is…. I will tread and listen and then discern based on the tone of their message whether I keep swimming. If it seems they are ready to be in the boat together… I’ll accept the lifeline. If they throw us another conditional offer… I’ll swim to shore.
    I’m so relieved to know I’m not alone. Thank you all.

    1. Amethyst

      Sheri, thank you for this analogy. It really spoke to me. When I first read your book last year, it was after being abandoned by our ES the first time. The Boat describes it perfectly. This wasn’t the first time our DIL picked a vicious fight with us, but it was the most brutal to date. Our son helped with the poison and the rounding up of the sharks until we apologized for absolutely petty nonsense. But it was never the same.

      My nerves were raw last year and my husband ended up in the hospital. Then our DIL started again, but this recent time included cursing at us in our own home. We just can’t do it anymore. I honestly think I’d rather face the sharks than their cruelty again. So we are putting the matter in God’s hands and swimming to that shore together. We have another son and DIL, and our Gs from them, so we are blessed to have their support and love.

      And this forum is helping so much, to know we are not alone. So thank you, Sheri, for reminding us that the boat is not our only option. Life and peace await us on the shore.

  34. Patsy D

    The boat is a perfect anology. Thank you.
    I am almost ashore but I cannot decide whether or not to lie on the beach and just stay there waiting for some other boat to come by or to head off inland without a guide. Trouble is who knows what is in the next boat?
    My daughter has my deeply loved grandaughter and a life long friend in the boat with her. If they believe her cruel lies, there does not seem much hope for making new friends.
    I don’t feel that I can ever be sure of myself again. I feel that SOME people can smell your vulnerability and pour more water on you. It is so hard to be normal now. This has been a long endurance and I have almost drowned. Your book is the lifebelt Sheri. Now it is up to me I know.


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