Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I worry about my 17 & 18 year old boys too much to enjoy life. One is chronically depressed (working on it), the other is about to go to college and doesn’t like to communicate about where he is or who he’s with. I spend most nights worried to death.
I hope to go back to enjoying life again at some point, just have to get these two transitioned out of the nest.
This is me. These ages are so much harder than when they are little. I hate it!
My teen boys are 18 & 19 and I don't find this at all.
Maybe try to be a bit more 'casual' with them and don't put a lot of pressure on them? Only saying this because I notice a lot of the parents here are Type A personalities and want the best schools and careers for their children (I understand - but this can cause stress and teens to withdraw).
The boys are still young, give them time to mature. Try and joke around a bit when talking to them. Lighten the mood, give them a hug, tell them they are the best sons you ever had![]()
My boys are sweet, happy, communicative - and I'd say average as far as being "achievers". They can be lazy. I encourage, commiserate about schoolwork and part-time jobs (at the same time show I am pleased they are working part-time, even when/if it's only a few hours!). One step at a time! The kids will be alright.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I worry about my 17 & 18 year old boys too much to enjoy life. One is chronically depressed (working on it), the other is about to go to college and doesn’t like to communicate about where he is or who he’s with. I spend most nights worried to death.
I hope to go back to enjoying life again at some point, just have to get these two transitioned out of the nest.
This is me. These ages are so much harder than when they are little. I hate it!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don't know if I enjoy life, but I find it to be meaningful
Yes. Not every moment (especially during Covid), but it’s the little things. Feeling the hot sun beat down on your skin on a lounge chair. A cold glass of lemonade in the hot sun. Laughing watching a great tv show. Seeing your child crawl for the first time. Feeling a sheet freshly out of the dryer. A delicious cup of ice cream. Falling into bed after a tiring day. Winning a game of cards.
Laundry doesn't do it for me.
Laundry does it for me majorly. We are 4 people at home - teens and adults - and I am the one who does laundry for every one. I wash, fold and put away clothes. I love how piles of laundered clothes can be folded so precisely and fit into little laundry baskets and there is order in my little corner of the world. Laundry, watering my garden and indoor plants, cleaning my house - these three things are part of my daily routine and they are mindless and rote enough for my mind to clear while I am doing it and I can think of other things. It is my Zen meditation. My DH does the cooking and dishes. For him cooking is what helps him to think and he finds it quite relaxing. Anonymous wrote:I worry about my 17 & 18 year old boys too much to enjoy life. One is chronically depressed (working on it), the other is about to go to college and doesn’t like to communicate about where he is or who he’s with. I spend most nights worried to death.
I hope to go back to enjoying life again at some point, just have to get these two transitioned out of the nest.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I ask God to let me die everyday. I have good life insurance and healthy organs (I’m assuming), I’m more valuable dead.
I just saw this. Please talk to a mental health professional. You don't have to feel this way, and you are more valuable alive, 100%. Your passing would cause others to suffer.
Anonymous wrote:One way to feel happy is to recognize that you create your own personal heaven or hell. You have a big part in determining whether your life is great or awful, in large part by how you react to your circumstances.
“Heaven and hell is right now. ... You make it heaven or you make it hell by your actions.” — George Harrison
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I don't know if I enjoy life, but I find it to be meaningful
Yes. Not every moment (especially during Covid), but it’s the little things. Feeling the hot sun beat down on your skin on a lounge chair. A cold glass of lemonade in the hot sun. Laughing watching a great tv show. Seeing your child crawl for the first time. Feeling a sheet freshly out of the dryer. A delicious cup of ice cream. Falling into bed after a tiring day. Winning a game of cards.
Anonymous wrote:I do enjoy it, though I am much less fortunate than those around me. It astounds me how my friends with great jobs and nice houses aren’t happy.
I don’t know if I find it meaningful. It’s just a given that you need to live life if you were born.
Anonymous wrote:Not really. I mean, there’s lots of things I enjoy and I laugh pretty much every day. But really I find everything sort of pointless. My husband and I don’t get along. I have lots of people I’m friendly with but no real friends as my husband and kids are really difficult and it just became too hard to make plans or invite people over. I haven’t had anyone over for a meal or anything like that in my house in years and years! Someone I thought I was friends with from the neighborhood moved away without even telling me. Oh well. I actually have a pretty positive attitude and am genuinely cheerful most of the time, but that’s just my personality. I don’t find life enjoyable. I just distract myself with sitcomrs, dcum, and pastries.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I ask God to let me die everyday. I have good life insurance and healthy organs (I’m assuming), I’m more valuable dead.
I just saw this. Please talk to a mental health professional. You don't have to feel this way, and you are more valuable alive, 100%. Your passing would cause others to suffer.