As a mum, I've discovered one of the best ways to get outside my head, that sometimes torturous place, involves letting my kids raise me (sometimes in fun childish ways).
Personally, I dealt with my depression both well and poorly at times for many years, before finally coming out of it. I hit my lowest point, my darkest point before having kids and felt no reason to keep going. That was a couple of decades ago. After my daughter was born, I still came close to that horrible low here and there but her presence raised me every day to look to the reason to stay in this world. The birth of my son a few years later raised me to the challenge of attending post natal depression group therapy. Group therapy would never have been my thing if it wasn't for him. Miraculously, it was what led me out of my 15 years of depression.
My daughter is 17 and my son 14 and ever since they were born they've been raising me, often in ways I never realised until lately. There was nothing or no one deeply challenging me to constantly rise to my full potential before they were born. Even though depressing, it was easy to drink my cares away before they were born. It was effortless, yet depressing, to focus on my worthlessness as opposed to my worth. Because of them I was forced to find value in my life on this earth.
They have challenged me in thousands of ways over the years and I've risen to most of those challenges. Much led me outside my comfort zone. Outside our comfort zone is where we're supposed to be part of the time throughout life. It's where we learn about our potential. There is little potential to be found in comfort.
Whether it involves picking which schools they'll go to, deciding on what new things we're going to cook them for dinner or even relying on them to give us a basic reason for getting out of bed every morning, they raise us constantly through the challenges that come with their existence. I actually ask my kids to challenge my consciousness. Seeing a lot of our beliefs are taught, passed down through the generations, there are many self limiting destructive ones they help me get rid of. I couldn't master this skill without them.
Kids raise us to meet the most powerful version of our self. If we're paying close attention, they will also raise us to be more conscious of how we're interacting with our own child nature, that nature that often gets lost along the way as we learn to grow concerned about everything.
How do your kids raise you?