DogMa wrote:Well, as one of the people you mentioned, our lives don't look like each other's, either, so that's OK. I don't imagine my life is very similar to yours or Jo's or Lizabette's or even Karli's. We're trying to live OUR best lives, so making your own life as good as you can is the goal (and you're getting closer all the time).
That's what I was getting at exactly. But for myself, sometimes I have to be really clear that there is not ONE correct answer, but many. I don't mean I have to run out and take an accounting class to succeed on this diet or anything, but I'm trying to ease myself into the idea that I can do what makes ME happy and is best for my family without comparing us to anyone else. And without feeling guilty.
You mentioned the play thing - that is totally new for me. I'm used to being the doormat and saying I'll do whatever whenever. Now my stock response to requests for my time is 'can you pay me?' Which probably seems really rude, but I just can't entertain the idea of doing something without knowing in advance that the time spent away from my family is going to benefit us in the long run.
Now with this play, since I already agreed to do it a long, long time ago, even though it's pro bono so to speak, I can't back out now. So the next best thing was to lay out what I could and could not do in advance. Which is probably just second nature for a lot of people. But for me, it made me feel bitchy and selfish and even in my messages to the director I couched a lot of apologies throughout. I'm very insecure, but I know that, and even though I probably never would have made these steps before I was a mother, now I HAVE TO do these things or I will miss my daughter's entire childhood just to be at other people's beck and call (is that right? Is it 'beckoned call' or something else?' I've never seen it written, only heard it said).
'Ask for what you need,' Robin said. Yes, I'm learning to do that. It's really, really hard. I feel that I'm not supposed to NEED anything. I am supposed to be everyone else's rock and always give, never take. If I ask for something, I am bad. I am weak and people will not love me. Don't ask me where I got that message - I don't remember being denied anything as a child. Maybe it was going through puberty fat - no one will like you, do for others and maybe you have a shot.
There's a little girl in this musical - well, she's on stage crew, and she's young but not little. She reminds me of me at her age. Well, she mentioned that she always gives her money to one or the other of the female upperclassmen. It broke my heart - because I know these girls and they're not bad girls, but they're teenagers and they are popular, and I doubt they have any idea how much this girl admires them and wants to be their friend. I remember at that age I just followed those upperclassmen around and if one even looked at me, I was writing about it in my diary for days. (OK, so I was boy crazy at a young age - actually, interesting aside, when I met my husband he was sharing an apartment with the first boy I ever had a mad crush on - how weird is that?!) So I told her to be sure they weren't taking advantage of her - not sure if she would know what I meant. And she said 'no, they never ask for it, I just go to them and ask if they need a dollar and then I give it to them.' She said it's a gift and no, they never pay her back. How do I deal with this? What can I say to this girl? I know for a fact her family doesn't have a lot of money (they are my next-door neighbors actually now) - not that these older girls do either, we're a high poverty area. Maybe I am just projecting my childhood emotions onto this situation and there is really nothing going on - but I couldn't help but feel that this younger girl is trying to buy friendship. And how long before she is trying to 'buy' attention and love from boys? She is one of these kids that will come to my door and stay for over 30 minutes, talking, and I actually have had to kick her out gently before because my daughter was headed upstairs on her own to take a nap, she got so sick of waiting for me. She's obviously so lonely. Her father is not around and her stepfather (or the mom's boyfriend, whichever) seems like a nice man, but it's not the same I'm sure. And I don't know what to do. Worse - honestly - I don't know how much I WANT to do. I say 'it's not my place' and things like that, but really it's just easier not to get involved. I recognize this in myself and again I feel horrible, because I feel like as a teacher I should want to reach out to EVERY child I come across who needs help.
Well, I don't know where I'm going with all this. But it's out there now. I have to get up extra early for this conference day tomorrow, so I'm headed up to bed. Thoroughly depressed again, by the way. I know you can't help everyone, but does that mean you shouldn't even try?