“I just never feel satisfied with anything” my child said and I immediately stopped what I was doing and sat on the floor next to him.
“Me too, baby,” I said as I looked him straight in the eyes. “I’m the same way.”
No deflecting. No pretending like I didn’t hear him. No toxic positivity.
Empathy.
And every bone in my body wanted to tell him not to feel that way. To list off all the things I do see him enjoy satisfaction in. I wanted him to not feel frustration, hurt or sadness at all.
But then I remembered that when I am in pain, sad, or feeling unsatisfied? I don’t want a solution and I don’t want someone to tell me to look on the bright side. I want empathy. We all do.
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