I recently found myself in a position where, at the age of 62, I have begun to establish and actually stick with some boundaries.
This came with a complete mindset change – I wasn’t just paying lip service to this idea – it felt very different in my brain. I was setting some boundaries and would be sticking to them.
I had never done this before.
I had recently taken on more of a caretaking role for my mother, who I would describe as fairly narcissistic. Our relationship is less than fabulous, but I am her only child and regardless of my feelings overall, I want her to be safe.
Recently, my daughter-in-law had a small medical emergency and needed me to go and take over my grands for a few hours. My mother’s response to this was, “I hope she’s okay by tomorrow so you can get me where I need to go.”
There was zero concern for my daughter-in-law – her granddaughter-in-law. And I knew that if my kids and grands needed me the next day, that’s where I would be. They are my priority.
As it turned out, I was able to get my mother where she needed to go the next day, but it evolved into an entire day-long situation. I dropped her off at her home that night, and I felt different.
I was done. I had reached a new place in terms of what I was willing and able to do for my mother anymore.
I was establishing boundaries.
Making the decision to limit my availability to my mother as well as end my tendency to drop everything and run if something came up represented a huge change for me. Throughout my life I have always been a people pleaser and a caretaker – always wanting to do what I can to make people comfortable.
I had a realization that I could never make my mother comfortable or happy – and that my trying to do so was harming my own mental health and keeping me from doing the things and being with the people that I loved.
Establishing and respecting boundaries made perfect sense in my brain, but it felt “weird” to me because this was not something that I had EVER done.
My counselor encouraged me to change the word “weird” to the word “uncomfortable.” My action was new. It went against my personality. That didn’t mean it was wrong.
I often talk to the women in my Life Balance After 50 community about how it’s okay for us to sit in discomfort sometimes. Everything isn’t always easy. We aren’t supposed to be happy all the time. And, when we try something different, we should expect it to be uncomfortable.
Especially at the beginning.
I found that as I’ve started to follow through on these boundaries, I’ve felt a bit of discomfort mixed with a good amount of happiness and a healthier feeling overall.
Guilt is a common feeling among the women in this community, particularly when it relates to taking steps that benefit self. Many of us have been raised to smile and go along with whatever is happening, regardless of how we are feeling in the moment.
When we set boundaries, we are self-advocating. We are putting ourselves first. And this is often difficult or uncomfortable.
But is it wrong? Usually, no! And often, these boundaries strengthen us, strengthen our relationships, and make us more accessible and available to the people that we actually want to be there for!
We need to stop feeling guilty just because something we are doing feels right and good!
We often don’t want to disappoint others. We often want to avoid conflict. Sometimes it just seems easier to say “yes.”
But, when we say “yes” to something or someone, who is not in line with our priorities and values, we are likely saying “no” to something or someone who is.
Because there is only so much time in a day.
Boundaries are important at any age, but after 60 they feel even more important. Time is valuable. Relationships are valuable. And, at this stage of the game, it is okay for us to decide how we want to spend our time and with whom. It is okay for us to take steps to limit toxicity in our lives.
Have you ever had to set boundaries with someone in your life? Was it difficult? Were you able to respect the boundaries that you set? What positive things came of it?
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though not in a caregiver situation, my own mobility took a hit in a car collision. so my already sketchy joints took a hit. i have yet to be able to see a doctor without going outside my medical group, so i’m just waiting. all that’s okay for rn
the problem i have is that it takes more ‘oomph’ to get going. it takes some fenagling to work the walking stick into routines, and it overall just takes Longer. i’m sure many of us know what i’m talking about
my neighbor was overconcerned with my well-being; it doesn’t help my head (yes, protect my mental state at ALL cost). i told her numerous times her ‘hovering’ over my health wasn’t welcome. it descended into a tangle, and i just told her i think it’s better to be good neighbors that have misunderstandings – the managers in our community have my emergency contacts
i found my birthfather when i was 34. he always tried to put on like he was my Dad. no. i was adopted, and i had a Dad; i was adult and Not looking for a Daddy. there was a family kerfluffle in 2000 (that i’m not convinced he and his wife didn’t have 2 cents in the kerfluffle). everything got resolved (it was involving custody with my own family, standing against my Mom after my Dad died and my ex – it was as messy as that sounds)
i quit communicating with everyone involved when things (finally) got settled
i didn’t hear from him for over 20 years. and -as i said- i quit contacting any of them on either side – stayed solid for my kids. i’m okay going solo with just them and their adult families
my birthfather was still pressing to get in my business – about my health, about what i was doing with my time, if i am staying busy enough. i’m 62 and retired from my own work efforts and the Grace of God. i told him i looked him up to see where i came from, but i couldn’t overcome 20years’ worth of inertia, and i am going to continue just living my life i built here over the last decades. then i blocked them all
it was freeing. i think people can sense when you’re really not toying with it. i have -gratefully- not heard from either of these examples.
i like it like that, and i breathe easier not having to account to outisders
Well done. This blocking of all the family and backing the neighbor off took a lot of courage I am sure, but you did the right thing for yourself and your your kids. Congratulations!
You have to remember that the older you get the more your world shrinks. Your mother is ageing and as such becomes frightened and more dependent. One day you will be in her position, needing to rely on your children to help you. If they turn away in order to look after their children, how will you feel? My mother passed in November and I wish she was here now for me to care for. Your mum will not be around for ever.
I really appreciate your note, Elizabeth. Everyday I think about my mom and wish she was here and wish I had done more to help her. Perhaps I’m alone on this, but I think one’s parents should take a high priority in one’s life. One’s adult children are usually able to find friends to help when Mom is needed by her mother!
I don’t understand. What was the “boundary” you set? How did you explain this? Was it easy for your mother to understand? We use the word “boundary” without explanation…
Wow! I can so relate to this. I’m the eldest child and my also narcissistic mother expects/assumes that I will drop everything to do what she needs. It is a struggle because she can be so verbally hurtful when she doesn’t get her way. Sometimes, it does seem easier to just say yes but I am working on those boundaries!
Boundaries are difficult, I have always put everyone else before me. Now I am paying the price. You are a caretaker for a person living with you for 11 yrs. Not married, he passes, now his ungrateful kids are suing you. They never offered any help, I put my health on the line, hurt my back lifting him daily, my stress level rose. Now having to deal with the cost, stress, my injuries. It is not worth it. When we do set boundaries, we feel guilt. So much so, we feel we are not being a good person.