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EasterJoy
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Well, then, I guess you think I have no self-respect. So be it.Yeah, right. There is no way that you, I, or any self-respecting adult would do this, nor should anyone have to.
Let’s say that you were raised as a southern Baptist. You grow up and convert to Catholicism? Do you tell your parents? Let’s say you keep it a secret, nod and smile when they talk to you about Baptist stuff and events, and maybe you occasionally go to church with them. Fine. But then you meet a great Catholic man, fall in love, and decide to get married. Obviously, you can’t keep hiding you Catholicism. So you tell them, and there’s a huge blow up, everyone goes into their separate corners, this blows over, and you are all ready to have a relationship. Great.
Except now, all your parents want to do is beg you to come back to the Baptist church. They use every visit and phone call as an excuse to tell you that you’re sinning, that you need to leave your husband and come back to the way they raised you. Maybe they are able to keep calm when you baptize your kids Catholic, or maybe they aren’t. Regardless, they make it clear that the home in which you are raising your kids is unfit and immoral. And here’s the best part, the never let this go, because it is their “duty” to correct you, and you gave them that duty when you told them that you were Catholic. If you didn’t want this, you needed to hide your entire life, your family, your husband, and your kids from them.
You wouldn’t tolerate that, and neither would I. You would eventually say “Look, you know that I love you both, I love the life you gave me and I will always be grateful to you. But this is who I am, and I’m happy with it. If you can’t stop turning every conversation into an excuse to bash my family, then I’m sorry, we can’t continue with these get-togethers”. And you would be perfectly reasonable and well within your rights. Likewise, it is not out of line for him to say “I love you both, but this is who I am and how I live, and it won’t change. If we can’t visit and talk without everything coming back to how you don’t approve of my choices and how you can’t accept me, then I’m sorry, but we can’t keep doing this”.
Turning out differently than your parents wanted does not give them a blank check to say whatever they want, whenever they want to, nor does it oblige you to listen. Good personal boundaries are healthy, and yes, sometimes they even need to be put in place with parents.
I practiced Judaism for several years and considered converting, but then came back to Catholicism. My parents never knew a thing about it. If I had told them, of course I would have expected them to see it as their duty to bring me back to the faith they raised me in. Did I go to Mass when I was with them? Sure, but I didn’t go to Communion…which is what my Jewish friends did, too. If anyone ever noticed, no one ever said a word about it.
I make other choices that my siblings and parents do not like, and they let me know it. I let them talk, then I do what I see fit. How is that so hard? Usually if I simply acknowledge that I see that they feel a duty to say these things, that is that. If I want to take a stance that is against my whole family, I don’t see why I shouldn’t have the courage to accept that they aren’t ever going to like it. No, I don’t feel a need to listen, let alone to do what they think I should do. They get that. So why do they put any limit on what they tell me? Well, because the amount they tell me is the amount they ought to expect from me. Don’t talk if you aren’t willing to listen. Again: How is this so hard?
Had I become a Jew, that is what I would have had to face up to. I’d have to have told my parents that I was Jewish, that I was marrying a Jew, and that our children would be raised as Jews. They would have been astonished and upset, but at that point it could not be helped. Do not think I’ve never considered how that would play out.
Sure, there are families where someone does not get where their boundary ends and someone else’s begins, and relationships are cooled or even cut off. It does not have to be that way. Sometimes we are so afraid of the worst case scenario that we don’t even consider that a certain amount of deep disagreement can exist in a close relationship. You don’t know until you try. If everyone makes their own decisions and co-existing in peace is simply impossible, that is what you have to live with, as regrettable as that might be. At least you can look back and know you had the courage to do your best and to take the consequences you chose. That is the way it goes, sometimes. “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes you just might find you get what you need.”