In July, Family weekend has a different flavor – it has the feel of a Fourth of July family reunion….complete with games and cookout foods. It provides a family celebration experience that some of the children at my daughter’s residential facility would not otherwise have.
We had a nice time, my daughter and I, working on projects together, playing and chowing down on hotdogs, baked beans and fruit salad.
After lunch, there was a shift. My daughter, as she does from time to time, laments not having a father who is active in her life. (For reasons that need to remain private, that is just not possible.) She wants very badly to return to the days of a two parent family with a mom who is a homemaker. No, she wants very badly to return to her idealized memory’s version of those times. She was quite sad; tearful.
When we spoke to the therapist in our family session, there was another shift – her mood became upbeat, her run-on conversation, with words spoken very quickly, was hard to follow. I think of this state as mania. It may not be the correct description, but it is the closest description that I can offer.
By the end of the day, she had calmed down again. And on the next day, she was downright mellow.
I find her emotional roller coaster exhausting – and I just observe from the outside. I cannot imagine what it feels like from her perspective.