7. “You Are Lazy”
Here’s one I’ve thought more than I said, until another mom related a story about her son to a friend of ours who is a coach. “He’s not lazy, he just hasn’t found what he’s passionate about yet,” the coach said. The mom, a celebrated actress, was reflecting on how her daughter’s lackluster job hunt contrasted with her own experience as a young go-getter. “Ambition is a gift,” the actress sighed. So…rather than pointing out, in a non-respectful way, my kid’s shortcomings, whenever I note what I think is laziness, I strategize ways to engage him in the next task, from doing the dishes to signing up for the right course load.
8. “I Don’t Believe You”
A surefire conversation-ender, this one. While it’s developmentally appropriate for all children to experiment with untruths, there’s no use in trying to catch a kid in a lie this way. What are you actually asking—for the truth, or for your child to spin a better yarn? Instead, I have learned to say why I have my doubts, and ask my child why they would feel they would need to be less than honest with me, and how I hope I am wrong. When I’ve done this, calmly and simply, I’ve as often as not had my son come clean, as well as tell me why he lied. (We have agreed that being honest is so much easier, since you don’t have to remember what you said.)
9. Speaking to Your Son in an Aggressive, Irritated and Emotionally Charged Tone
This last one, not a sentence but a blanket way of speaking, was a recurring theme of our family therapy sessions when my son was 14 or so. Looking back, I see myself as a terrified single working mom equipped with few parenting skills and fewer free hours to learn and practice mothering. My son needed more and different parenting than I had, and I was at sea…and was pretty transparent about letting everyone (including my son) in on my agitation. Add to this, I didn’t understand his resistance to my tone at all—didn’t he see I was just trying to keep my fears of being ground under late-stage capitalism at bay? I had to do some serious spiritual and mental health learning to pull myself out of this fear and into acceptance—the DBT idea of radical acceptance—and really internalize that I needed to put my family’s well-being first, which meant I had to quit being such a frightened and cranky mom.
Today, my son and I are able to appreciate our relationship and each other way more than we ever did when I was just blurting out whatever charged emotional statements sprang to mind. Counterintuitively, he and I have had to accept each other’s limits—and I’ve had to learn to pause and think before I speak to him—in order to grow. I never wanted to hurt his feelings, and he didn’t want to hurt mine, and now we don’t…because we say what we mean, but we don’t say it mean.