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Some posts are meant to entertain. Some, to titillate. Others help me remember things I might otherwise forget. Still others may provide education.
And sometimes posts happen because I haven’t even the first hint of a whiff of a clue about how to handle a situation and I hope that writing will help clarify for me an appropriate path.
This is one of those posts.
Not long ago my parents became angry with me, not only because they discovered my unusual means of employment but also because I refused (once again) to allow them time alone with the children. It’s my opinion that I’ve been perfectly clear in articulating my thoughts about the first issue: I don’t appreciate the intrusion into territory I’d asked them to avoid, but we’ll make some changes and get past it. I think I’ve also been clear about the second issue. It’s simple: No. Not going to happen. Seems pretty straightforward to me.
Many times I’ve had the impression that I’ve been exceedingly clear, only to find my listeners lost. Apparently I’m not quite so articulate as I’d like to believe. Maybe this is one of those times. In any case, my parents have requested that we receive some outside assistance in “healing” our relationship.
Many years ago I requested the same thing. I did everything but beg on bended knee for them to attend some sessions with my counselor. They refused. They invited me to see their counselor. I initially refused, but eventually went to one harrowing session.
It was informative to say the least. Informative but ultimately not very helpful, because while they had been seeing this counselor for many months, they had not been entirely honest in characterizing me or my concerns.
So the matter dropped, or mostly dropped, until the divorce gave them hope that perhaps the restrictions would vanish along with the ex. Leaving the children alone with my parents is one issue on which he and I are in perfect harmony. However, I’m convinced that people almost always believe the thing which will cause them the least amount of pain. It was easier for them to believe that he created that rule.
Now that we’re no longer married and yet the rule still stands, they have reached another crisis. They want our relationship to be fixed. They would like for me to find them a counselor who will help us.
And not just any counselor. A Christian counselor.
I was raised in the Christian tradition but now follow few of their doctrines other than my own somewhat slipshod interpretation of the Golden Rule. I’ve pointed out that because they are the ones who want that particular characteristic they should be the ones to search, but they have refused.
They want me to be comfortable with the person chosen, they say. They want someone neutral, so that he or she hears our “sides” of the story without the impediment of a past relationship.
I am hesitant, extremely hesitant, to embark upon this course of action. First, I’m not really comfortable with trying to find someone Christian enough, but not too Christian, or the wrong kind of Christian.
Second, I’m not sure that a Christian counselor would be able to help. I see that kind of counselor as heavy on the Christian and light on the counseling; I may end up with three pairs of eyes on me waiting for the endowment of that magical substance, forgiveness.
Even if forgiveness is not thrust down my throat (no I’m not bitter), what good could come from this? I most seriously doubt that anything said in a counselor’s office is going to persuade me to lift the ban on unsupervised visits, so what’s the point?
Could a random Christian counselor bring us some sort of peace? I have no idea.
Here we are, at the end of the most annoyingly self-referential post in the history of this site (that one pushed it right over the edge) and I’m no closer to an answer.
Whaddy’all think?