Are you a parent martyr? If you’re not sure, then here are some indications of the Parent Martyr Syndrome:
I have never professed to be extremely sacrificial. However, I’m sure that you know at least one person who is a parent martyr:
“I have not gone for any routine physicals or dental visits for ten years because I’ve been so wrapped up in my son’s/daughter’s addictions/dramas/incarcerations/hospitalizations (multiple choice). My gums have fallen to the floor, but gosh darn it; I made sure that my little Sheila had $6,500 worth of braces in her precious mouth!”
“I only buy clothes for my thirteen children and have no money left to shop for myself, which is why the only clothing I own is my children’s last year’s Halloween costumes while they wear designer labels.”
“I can’t afford a laptop for myself and I use an old TV with rabbit ears from 1950. Every dime I have goes for my children’s IPods, IPads, latest video games, IPhones and huge flat screen TV for their room. I don’t mind living in the attic. I feel guilty if I don’t give them the master bedroom.”
Are you, or is someone you know experiencing stress as a parent martyr? Perhaps some humor can help. I found some in “Laughing in the Rain – Self Care for the Storms of Life“. Perhaps it can bring a smile to you or your beloved martyr!