<p>Momma-three: It was the same old story: “We don’t have any money – oh btw we just bought another boat, another sports car, signed up for a few cruises, bought a ton of alcohol, and I’ll be in Mexico, Hawaii, and Vegas over the course of the next couple of months in the penthouse suites (not even exaggerating one iota here about these spending habits). Nope, there’s not enough to pay for wisdom teeth removal – you don’t need that done anyway, etc.” She would <em>tell</em> me that she had no money but then spend lavishly. I mean, is it not apparent enough? If this situation doesn’t scream the obvious, then what WOULD?</p>
<p>I had been in constant contact with a particular financial aid officer for all four years at Penn who has dealt with my mother on several occasions, and he well-understood the situation. He tried his best to give me a decent financial aid package but obviously he could only justify so much during his meetings based on my mother’s financials. As my mother’s financials started to reflect greater wealth, aid started to suffer pretty intensely and I wound up taking out more loans than had initially been agreed upon with my mother. One thing I regret is not getting it in writing. </p>
<p>On top of that it’s not like my family didn’t have the money to spend on things like dental care and health care growing up. They just simply didn’t think I was important enough to spend money on. Last night on the phone, my mother finally admitted this to me. Over the years, my father had a much better relationship with my brother because of his interest in sports. My mother also mentioned that dad felt he had no power at work, and so when he’d come home, the only way he’d feel better about himself was to punish me and assert his authority. It also explained that absurdly arbitrary nature of his punishments/beatings/rules for me despite the fact that I was a valedictorian with stellar stats and was clearly staying out of trouble. I was a <em>good kid</em>, and I never understood why my family hated me so much and was so much harder on me than they were on my brother. I <em>can’t help</em> but feel victimized, and it doesn’t make sense to me when people here on these boards tell me to just suck it up. It’s not that simple. Even when I try to move on (new job, new location, new circle of friends, new girlfriend, new clothes, new lifestyle, taking care of health issues, etc), it just keeps coming back. </p>
<p>It’d be one thing if my family legitimately didn’t have the means to provide and were obviously doing all they could. But all the staggering evidence points to the fact that they had more than enough money and intentionally decided that they were OK with neglecting parental responsibilities.</p>
<p>We don’t speak that often. We only started reconnecting yesterday, really – after a hiatus of no contact. It was a very strained conversation. The problem is that, in her view, 18 is the age in which you stop providing for a kid. But she’ll use arguments like this along any metric. “So and so made it to age 30 without having wisdom teeth removed. This other person did just fine without a college degree. Yet another person I can refer to didn’t have any health problems despite only going to the doctor once a decade. This other friend of yours is paying for his own education at the local state school. Your dad was financially independent when he was 18,” and so forth. The problem is that we can ALWAYS single out an individual case for any given metric, but that doesn’t mean those things are good ideas – and it ignores situational context. She would use this sort of logic to justify not doing anything because she could always cite an example of a scenario where a parent wasn’t providing some particular thing to her kids, and therefore she shouldn’t have to provide any of them.</p>
<p>So it’s hard for me to answer your “age” question. I think it’s dependent on your relationship, finances, and situation. I don’t think it’s wise to push a bird out of the nest when it isn’t able to fly properly yet just because we’re tired of training it. On the other hand, you’re never going to be able to ride a bike properly if you’re always on training wheels. It’s all a judgment call, so picking a particular age is something I’d have trouble doing. But if I had to estimate various case-scenarios and arrive at some sort of rough back-of-the-envelope average, I’d say that maybe age 23-24 is a good threshold. The best time to let a child go is when they’re ready to do so in a healthy way. I feel like the transition should be something that is planned for – not something where you suddenly go “BTW I’m cutting you off, good luck.”</p>
<p>And I agree about the communication issues. I feel like nothing is ever accomplished when I discuss this stuff. All it does is drudge up painful memories that we’ll always disagree on. It’s just so hard to figure out how to move on when this life is all I really know.</p>