I have a client right now, whose daughter drives me bat shit crazy. For many many reasons that I won't list here. I was thinking about why this woman gets under my skin so much, why is there so much I disagree with her about....and I had to admit because she reminds me of myself about 10 years ago. A fear driven control freak martyr. I almost choked when I had that awareness. Was I really that bad? Ever? Noooooo, maybe. Probably. God forgive me!
That and she asks for my "professional" opinion, I share it, and she always finds fault with it, why it won't work. Which then triggers in me all of those feelings of not being good enough...and wanting to justify why "I most certainly know more than YOU do!"
Now I am praying for grace to love her where she is at. The job is likely ending soon anyway...they have decided to place their mom in a facility, but I want to walk through it to the end with kindness and compassion for that daughter.....even though she affects me like nails on a chalkboard. Oh Lord, help me!
Deep breath/heavy sigh