I knew raising a teenager wasn’t going to be easy. I tipped a dinosaur or two in my rebellious hayday. What I wasn’t prepared for was raising an adult. Well, an 18 year old anyway, who still needs raising.
The handbook on raising ADHD/ODD adults (adults in-age anyway) should be called "50 Shades of Nay." The Netflix-only series would be "Orange Is The New No Freaking Way."
We’ve taken to family counseling after drinking heavily didn’t magically clear up all the stress-induced acne. My acne, I mean. My teen’s skin is as clear as tumbler of vodka and angel’s tears. Our counselor made an analogy to different types of young adults, and I like it.
He said there are young adults that are Launched and In Orbit. They know they’re path, they’re following goals, they’re on their way.
Some are Launched, but Not Yet In Orbit. They have some idea, they’re doing things, learning from mistakes, trying.
Then there are young adults who are Not Launched, Not In Orbit. They don’t know their path, they’re not sure what to do, or particularly seem to care where to go, or how to get there.
I call my son’s first semester after high school Houston: We Have A Problem. Instead of reporting to the launch pad, he was at the bar with the astronauts of the 60’s, having a high ball to calm the nerves.
Today I’m at Menopausal Mother’s blog to talk about how I deal with this unique individual approaching adulthood. Check it out, click below:
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