She started feeling empty. She was looking for her comfort zone and it wasn’t there. It used to be easy or was it just habit. The habit of thinking she was in control, anyway, was a comfort zone. It was a place that she lived in for most of her life. She liked that others looked to her for answers and help. When she gives her opinion and help to others that is another comfort zone. How many comfort zones are there?
Where her son is concerned that is a comfort zone that is ever illusive. She looks to other parent child relationships and wants to make hers a perfect one. What does that look like? She always hoped that her relationships would be mutual and everyone was on the same page.
So what is the solution? Is there a solution? When will she be able to think about this and get a solution? Nobody knows especially her…
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