...To recognize that everyones way is slightly different.
...That another will come to their own decision in their own time...that they may see something quite differently than I.
...That well-being is mysterious, and may spring from any mindset. ...That I haven't figured it all out yet.
Also, I've recently learned that there are some things I need to tell, aloud...not to alter anyones course of action, which I don't think I can do, anyway...but to inform a significant person in my life on how I feel.
Some things cause extreme, perhaps strange, reactions/feelings in me. I don't even try to explain why, just that they do. I call them 'deal-breakers' because I read that phrase somewhere.
I knew I had to say my feelings, rational or not, aloud, instead of 'swallowing' them. (Luckily I didn't add lots of lesser complaints to it.)
It came out as, "I need you to know how I feel about this." I was even able to 'own' my own feelings...they belong to me, and do not come from anything any other person 'does'. Rather that I feel the area of concern is dangerous in some way...and I don't want any part of it...and I don't want to be 'seen' as approving.
Of course, there are times when a person must say a flat 'No', and take steps...and when it is ones responsibility to care for a child...but when it is simply a matter of strong feelings, I think it is better to clearly point out that my feelings are different.
Because I've found that keeping silent saps my enthusiasm for everything...even getting up and washing the dishes.
Once I say how I feel, simply, unemotionally, and kindly, my bad feelings subside.
Any actions in that area then become the other person's choice.
Don't know if I have explained this very well, but it helped me.
The biggest part of it was in defining what I felt badly about...and in keeping only to that one subject. A simple statement, and allowing that he would make his own choices.
I very much like the way you realize how you felt, Ren. Sometimes we don't look at our own feelings so clearly.
I remember the first time I tried out swearing, at about 15 years old. Didn't like it much, and didn't bother with it again for many years.
Clear recognition is key, I think.
My best,
Fledgling