#TransformationTuesday – Family Supports = Co-Dependent Supports (Or Even Worse Types of Relationships!)

In this installment of Transformation Tuesday, this one makes me really cringe.

I have written in the past about “family support”, why should a disabled child be only entitled to family as a support, as the state has pushed the Community Based Supports? Why should siblings feel the need to be obligated to take care of their disabled siblings at the expense of their own individuality, even if they deny or not even realize it? Why is it immediate family, what about the child’s cousins that don’t-get-them?

With the rise of autism moms, the so-called “sharenting”, the publications like the Age of Autism, and other mommy-bloggers like Finding Cooper’s Voice and Carrie Freckin Cariello it seems to me that it would be illresponsible to call out the bullshit that is “family supports’ and really call it co-dependency. While this clinical word is pretty clinical, and so few are aware of this mentality, I think mix in with co-dependent siblings and parents who almost make it a rite of passage to go to the courts the moment the hiarchial child turns 18 to get full guardianship so they can control their child like they’re a still a perpetual baby.

In drafting this piece, I came across this video last week from a podcast featuring Dr. Ed Adam’s, an expert on enmeshment. Also known as emotional incest or even covert incest. Dr. Adams even argues that emotional incest is worse than sexual in nature. If you see content from autism parents or Age of Autism those parent writers often talk about their now adult children with very personal details without much consent and not much guilt. There seems to be a fetish to the female audience about their autistic daughter’s menstrual cycles  as if autism could block menstruation or something perverted like that. Or another mom talking about their kid’s “crapisodes”.

These non-consenting children even if they have severe cases of autism, does rob them of any originality.

 

The Ongoing Unhealthy Family Structures

My mother and I were “off” today. A bit ago the old woman went outside for a long period of time. She comes back in being a bit snippy. I asked (in a higher pitched/sympathetic tone)  “is everything’s ok?” and she responded with “I’m doing perfectly fine” sarcastically.

Due to my mental stamina today there was a miscommunication on wetting the grass from what happened a couple weeks ago while I misunderstood she “needed help” (translation: she pushed-me to “help” her no less than 10 minutes before the halftime Kansas Chiefs at the 49ers game. I also wasn’t in the mood to be “instructed” how to use the sprinkler or the outdoor faucet. She opted to play passive aggressive to “make a little note to never ask you for any help because you’re conveniently unavailable.”
I just walked away feeling guilty and any showing of ownership make her remark “I don’t know what to say” but then she took the “I’m going to walk away” as a passive/agressive remark so she then * all of a sudden * “wanted silence”.  Ok… Says the person who talks during a game about what happened on the sports talk stations the previous week, in almost verbatim.
Of course because I snipped at her, I have to take that responsibility and sacrifice tomorrow’s schedule because she “shut down” for the night emotionally. So if dishes (which she said she was going to do… perhaps “didn’t feel like it” would come up) and laundry aren’t done tomorrow, that means the house won’t be clean until Friday at the latest because she’ll be on site for Tuesday into Thursday.
Two wrongs don’t make it a right. She’s severely disreg’d and the one who takes the flack has to be yours truly. Her emotions is a grievance and I’m more and more confused on how to “help” her other than tasks she wants me to do, but if I offer any help, well it has to be in her confusing list of expectations.
I’m leaving it at that

The Curses of the “Only Child Syndrome”

earlier this morning, I made my rounds to check in with my mother downstairs as she’s marking nearly 4 years of Working from Home. Checking in to verify if we were going to do the lunchtime errands.

Then she just stared at me with some strange sympathetic. or some long face.

I think I asked if she was OK and said she didn’t have breakfast yet.

(she never has good breakfast anyways.)

I told her as a matter-of-a-fact I was going back to my bedroom and start with my work.

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A Tale of an Autistic Condition, Death, Family and Perceived Co-Dependency

Recently, a family friend in the north end of town’s father passed away. the friend was once my mother’s co worker, and has a son with ASD, higher functioning, but unlike me, is less verbal. Pay attention to the phrase “higher” functioning. I’ve not seen the family in ages, dates back prior to the pandemic as well.

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