The first year it happened, I was devastated.
It was Mother’s Day and both my son and daughter, then in their late 20s, were using drugs and alcohol. I waited and waited for the call. Like all day. Nothing.
I remember standing in the shower that night, my head pressed against the wet tile, sobbing convulsively. It hurt so bad. SO bad. There was a compressed knot in my gut. I felt forsaken. Abandoned.
I questioned… Was I that bad of a mother? Did they really hate me that much? What did I do wrong that they feel it’s okay to do this to me?
Once my reason returned, I knew I had been a conscientious mother; involved and nurturing. Not perfect, mind you, but I was confident in the fact that I gave them my all from my personal toolbox of loving and caring.
The next year it happened again. I didn’t cry as hard, but it still hurt.
I tried to be happy for the mothers around me whose grown children showered them with attention and gifts, but it was a double-edged sword of genuinely wanting to feel glad for them and yet feeling the sorrow and abandonment in my own heart.
Then… it became something that no mother should have to endure; it became normal.
Eventually, my son shared with me one Easter that at one point he felt like he was having a heart attack from using meth, and he stopped using drugs. He went back to church and turned his life around in a big way. His girlfriend at the time was a 9-year hardcore heroin addict, and she turned her life around as well. They’re now married and have a son. My son is 39 now, and we have a good relationship, calls and all.
My daughter, however, remains estranged. Sometimes she responds to my messages (when I don’t ask too many questions) and seems very reluctant to say “I love you” in response to my telling her often that I love her. That hurts, but I won’t stop saying it.
I endured a toxic relationship with my own mother, and I wanted desperately to flip the script on the pages of history and enjoy a close, fun relationship with my daughter, now 42. But, alas, the story isn’t over, and I still hold out hope that one day it’ll happen.
Over the years, I’ve learned four self-healing ways to manage an adult estranged child.
Through the decades of estrangement from my daughter, despite my attempts to foster a relationship, I’ve learned that wallowing or staying stuck in grief is pointless and serves no good purpose in my life. Yes, of course, we must fully grieve the story we held in our hearts and heads about what our relationships would look like. But wallowing year after year is not helpful for you, or your adult child. They’re going about their life, and you need to do the same.
Dr. John Delony, Ramsey personality and host of The Dr. John Delony Show, urges call-in listeners to buy a cinderblock at the local hardware store. He says to write the thing you’ve been carrying around for a long time on a piece of paper taped to the cinderblock. Carry that cinderblock around the house for as long as you can hold it, then rip the paper off and lay it down in the farthest back corner of your yard never to pick it up again.
There is value in his advice. We carry our grief until it gets so heavy we can’t manage it. Lay it down!
Instead of uber-focusing on your estranged adult child, create 2-3 new goals that you want to accomplish. This could mean you choose to volunteer a couple of hours per week at your favorite local non-profit. Women who are 60+ have a plethora of gifts and talents acquired and honed through the years.
Do you play the piano? Donate or “sell” your time teaching a youngster to play.
Are you a retired educator? Tutor.
Do you know a thing or two about painting? Take a budding artist under your wing.
Are you a writer? Help someone draft a book.
The point is: go outside yourself and invest in someone else. It really does help fill the gap that estrangement leaves.
It’s natural to feel angry as part of the grieving process. Your adult child is still living yet it feels like a death. Friends and family may attempt to be supportive in commiserating with you, but often they feed your feelings of betrayal and abandonment. Instead, take a mental step back and try to understand what led to the estrangement.
Does your family dance the dance of dysfunction in its core structure? Do patterns of toxic communication permeate conversations? Perhaps you view your family as whole and healthy. Looking at your family dynamics from a more objective vantage point may make the estrangement feel less personal.
The reason doesn’t matter as much as you have the willingness to slay the anger monster and adopt an open-door attitude. Note: this doesn’t mean hard conversations and boundaries won’t need addressing.
It seems so trite to say it is what it is but accepting circumstances as they are is part of your own healing process. Instead of fearing what the future holds with your estranged adult child, take several deep breaths, drop your shoulders, and simply accept that this is your story… for now.
I know a thing or two about those thoughts that race across your brain in frantic circles when you’re trying to go to sleep. Those revved up thoughts torment you while you toss and turn, wondering where your adult child is, what they’re doing, and if they’ll ever realize how much they’ve hurt you.
You dream of the day they race back into your life, throw their arms around you, apologize for their waywardness, and confess their undying love for you. Dreams are good, and continuing to hold out hope for reconciliation is noble, but acceptance for the present is necessary.
I understand the pain of an adult estranged child. I know it creates a gap during every holiday… heck every day, really. However, implementing these four self-healing strategies will help you move on with your own life while continuing to hold on to hope that one day reconciliation will come. And if it doesn’t? You will have continued building a life of meaning and purpose!
Is adult child estrangement part of your daily life? How do you handle it? Have you found reconciliation or is this still a hope for the future?
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I have been vacillating between anger and heartbreak for 7 months. My son has always been close with us until recently. We’ve had to help him out of trouble in college and again 4 years ago. He had a good career, but the last incident ended his career. He has been trying to start a business for 4 years and has struggled. My husband tried, but was unable to help and he blames him for not trying harder (he did everything he could). We helped with his rent and phone until he met a woman online and moved in with her. She got pregnant and they got married. Her dad has financially supported her also. I asked him before the marriage if she knew about his past and he said no. I would never dream of telling her or interfering, but as soon as we found out about her pregnancy, he changed. One evening he went into a rage and screamed at me and cussed me out viciously over something he claims I said (which I didn’t and 2 witnesses concur). I suspect this was just a set up to allow him to keep us away, because now she is rude and distant also (who knows what lies he told her or her family about us). I’ve asked him repeatedly to talk to us and he won’t. He saw us a couple of times (situations where privacy was not possible), but I am so uncomfortable due to the extreme cruelty, abuse and lies when I’ve reached out to him, that I have no desire to be around him anymore unless he comes and sits down with me like an adult and apologizes. I know this won’t happen. My husband is fine with bread crumb meetings, but I am not. Once Christmas is over, I will not reach out or communicate again. I need to sever and heal. No more open wounds.
Hi April,
Oh, what a heartbreaking situation you find yourself in! I hear you when you talk about vacillating between anger and hearbreak because as a mother, it hurts sooooo much when our adult kids are disrespectful in any way.
With the scenario you described, it sounds like it’s time your son and his new wife did some growing up of their own without any parental help. Of course you know that we can’t control the narrative our adult children tell others about their perception of their parents or family. It may be totally skewed and downright false, but it’s theirs to tell.
I’m no psychologist or therapist, I’m simply sharing my insights. I agree with you that you need a relational time-out from your son and his newfound toxic behavior. I do urge you to forgive him in your heart because that will free you up to continue living your life free and clear of any resentment or bitterness. There will be triggers, especially around Christmas, that will bubble up the hurt and negative emotions. This I know for sure! Maybe it would help to have a saying or a physical gesture like holding up your hand like a stop sign and saying aloud the word, “NO!” that signals to that feeling it’s not welcome.
When/if the time is right to have a grown-up conversation with your son, YOU set the boundaries of what’s allowed and what’s not allowed, and what will immediately end the conversation, like cursing or verbally aggressive behavior.
In the meantime, do something special for yourself this Christmas season! Celebrate the fact that you have chosen healing!
Thank you so very, very much, Michelle, for your kind words. I am struggling through the holidays and your support truly helped me today. I look forward to putting this terrible year behind me soon. People who’ve never experienced this treatment from their own children can’t even imagine the pain and sorrow. God Bless you.
I am a mother of an adult son who refuses to participate in his own life. I’ve tried to help him and end up pushing him further and further away. He chooses to live on the streets, no home, no money, no food, nowhere to go. I am totally lost in this process. Of course I don’t want him to sleep out in the cold, be homeless and hungry and cold. FEAR is this only thing i feel for him right now. I fear that he is ok with losing his life. Am unable to accept this. Everything I do in this relationship, mother and son, just seems to make all of it even worse. I’m completely lost. I threw him out. I may NEVER get to hold my child again. What can I do at this point?
Hi Stacy,
Your heart must ache when watching your son checking out on his life’s momentum. It hurts…bad.
What I would say is that he is an adult and has free will to do as he pleases and to choose his lifestyle. You may not want him to sleep out in the cold, or be homeless and hungry, but he has chosen those things. Please know his choices have nothing to do with your parenting; it’s all about what he’s choosing.
We ALL make parenting mistakes, AND we have done most things right, but once our grown children can make their own decisions, they won’t always embrace what we taught them. Until HE reaches a point where he says, “Enough!” nothing you do will matter. He may never do that.
Keep loving him from a distance, detach in love, and release the outcome as it doesn’t always happen the way we picture it as follows: our grown child realizing the error of their ways, rushing back to us, telling us how sorry they are, tells us what an awesome parent you were, and then they start living a productive life. You’ve got to let go of the fairy tale ending!
Another thing I would say is to not put your own life on hold. Keep living, learning, and expanding.
I hope that helps.