Where can we talk honestly about empty nesting?
When you hang out in the same online spaces as your family, things get dicey.
I’m pondering how and where we can talk openly online, parent-to-parent, without trampling on our adult kids’ privacy- and parental TMI limits. 🤔
The privacy thing
How do I talk about empty nesting with enough specificity to be useful when it’s all knotted up with the private lives of my kids, husband and mom?
I’ve wrestled with this for a while.
I tried to sidestep the issue before I started this newsletter by asking each of my family members for their privacy guidelines. With clarity and their explicit blessings in my back pocket — perhaps naively — I didn’t anticipate running into the bumps I have.
Turns out writing about our lives is complicated because our lives are complicated, which makes seeking out community on the Internet complicated as well.
The gang’s all here
In part, the privacy issue is an audience issue. The “we” I write for is you: primarily, an audience of peers. But this being the Internet, anyone can drop by, including my family members.
Which is great. I love being able to share what I do with my family. My husband and Mom and father in-law are here, my cousin’s here, extended family… I’m so grateful they’re interested and supportive. My kids aren’t regulars (that I know of) but should they read this newsletter now or in the future, I like that they will see a different side of me.
And.
… and all this overlap complicates storytelling because we’re living what I’m writing about in real time.1
The observer effect
Respecting my family’s privacy boundaries involves more than just safeguarding their personal details. I also need to be cognizant of the observer effect: that the act of talking about my life changes it.
There’s only so much I can say about parenting (or marriage or supporting my Mom) before the narrative affects my family members’ narratives.
I’ve always been up front with my kids about my feelings. Hopefully I didn’t go full TMI when they lived at home, but they generally knew what was up with me.
Since they’ve moved out, I’ve gradually lowered the volume on my “feeling” talk. Not so much as to be distant or fake — they’d spot manufactured “chill” a mile away. But enough to help them feel confident I’m managing and even enjoying life as an empty nester. Fly! Be free! I’m okay! I’m growing, too!
It’s such a fine line. I believe in modeling imperfection2 — it’s easier to accept your own mess-ups when you’ve watched your parents fumble with theirs. But I don’t want to add “worry about Mom” to the list of pressures in their quasi-independent lives.
Our messy stories are important
All that is to say: it can be difficult to walk the line between specificity and privacy when talking about one’s family life online. Nevertheless, I keep looking for a way to do it. I want to push myself to more skillfully navigate this territory.
It’s so important for us to be able to share the messiness of our day-to-day lives with each other. Not overshare, mind you, but be real, so we can see ourselves in each others’ stories and learn from each others’ experiences.
How else will we know we’re not alone in the joys, terrors, frustrations, and wonder of this stage?
Other writers are working through these challenges with grace, heart and humor:
, , , , , , , . (Who’s missing from this list? Please share in the comments.)I also intend to make occasional use of the paywall when I want more privacy or a smaller audience on a particular post. I had a private chat space in mind, but I’ve shelved that idea for now. I’m not yet clear how (or how often) I want to employ the paywall, so for now I’ll just use it as needed.
💬 How have the privacy boundaries shifted in your family? Do you know of other writers (or podcasters or other online communities) who manage family privacy issues well?
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This is an amusing parallel to the cringiness young people often feel when parents show up in their online spaces. Which is why I keep my head low on my kids’ Instagram accounts.
In 2016, Christine and I recorded a podcast episode about why modeling imperfection is a good thing. I’ve come back to that conversation several times over the years.
Things become even more complicated when one writes about not just adult kids but teen grandkids. How to respect their privacy too. Our adult children have been out of the house for over 30 years and we are still in our early 70s (we were very young parents). We cheerfully bid all good bye ( only one of the 3 now lives our state after being far away for 12 years) but we now feel we may need more of their support as we age. We’re still in good shape but see our friends in varying states of decline. How do we ask them to start taking over more of our needs, even if just emotional needs. Since they have really only known us as young parents, it’s a shock to them to think of us as “old.” Our eldest is only 20 years younger than we are so we wonder if they are also in denial of their own aging. How to navigate?
My husband gets the free version of my newsletter but not the paid version which is exactly as it should be.
I removed his mother as a subscriber when I wrote something about how I was mad at him and she blabbed about it to him like "I heard you were in trouble." Not cool.