Folks, i need your input. I'll shelve niceties, and cut to the chase.
It is an unmitigated disaster here in Talegaon, overseen by Krish.
Good intentions, ignorance and male-ego make the perfect recipe for disaster.
All 3 need psychiatric help.
I'd told Krish many years ago, that dad suffers from attention-deficit-syndrome; unable to hold down a steady job, unable to read even a small paragraph, conflict-seeking, impulsive, angry - all classic symptoms. Well-above-average intelligence, but incapable of focus.
Mom is suffering from severe depression and anxiety - all-day sadness, tears, mood-swings, worry, panic. The culmination of all the traumas an arranged marriage visits on young women, and soon after, being separated from her children. Again, overseen by well-intentioned, ignorant, egotistic males (disaster guaranteed).
Krish, anointed the 'golden-child', suffers from an inverted-inferiority complex - constant self-aggrandizement, self-promotion, self-congratulation, micro-managing and mansplaining, professing sitting on a soapbox. Ouch. Exhibits what's referred to as the illusion of knowledge and the Dunning-Kruger effect (look it up).
(i've had my own issues, but that's a different conversation).
Problem is, the bourgeoise is usually clueless about mental health. Behavioral issues, addictions, schizophrenia etc etc are deemed character flaws rather than clinical issues.
Well, 'nuf with my observations. I'm sure it is tainted by subjectivity.
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Prior to arriving here, my goal was to separate dad from mom and K. Now, I'm working on separating all 3. There is no family here anyway. Oouuuch.
The 3 of them under one roof is a powder-keg of toxicity.
I've checked dad into TAPAS, an assisted living facility scouted out by Uma. (thanks for a clear-thinking, clinical mind).
K and I met with the psychiatrist yesterday. The evaluation/observation is on.
Mom does not want to see dad again. So, bringing him to Talegaon is out of question. Plus, Krish and dad are on completely different wavelengths anyway.
It will be impractical to have him in our Pune flat with 24-hour attendant care, and remote-control everything from the US.
Krish will probably go back to his cult. Who knows, who cares even.
His glacial speed is such, that if he moved any slower, he'd be going backward. So, that's another impediment to my take-action, get-moving, nature.
So, for starters, would it be feasible to have mom in Chennai for a month or two ? i'm trying to convince her that she needs a change of environment. And maybe medication after that (to borrow Uma's thoughts). In my fantasy, she'll recover enough that I can take her to the US. (keep dreaming, idiot - says my inner voice)
There are no solutions, only trade-offs (Hutoxi's words).
Zubin is doing fine - he performs regularly with the Columbus Symphony, Opera Columbus, Akron Symphony, Cleveland Orchestra (Ohio), Dubuque Symphony (Iowa), Roanoke Symphony, Opera Roanoke (Virginia). All sub positions, its tough to get full-time gigs.
My tennis center is doing very well. I just hired my 4th employee.
My life is an amazing juxtaposition - fantastic in the US, a clusterfuck here. C'est la Vie!
It is an unmitigated disaster here in Talegaon, overseen by Krish.
Good intentions, ignorance and male-ego make the perfect recipe for disaster.
All 3 need psychiatric help.
I'd told Krish many years ago, that dad suffers from attention-deficit-syndrome; unable to hold down a steady job, unable to read even a small paragraph, conflict-seeking, impulsive, angry - all classic symptoms. Well-above-average intelligence, but incapable of focus.
Mom is suffering from severe depression and anxiety - all-day sadness, tears, mood-swings, worry, panic. The culmination of all the traumas an arranged marriage visits on young women, and soon after, being separated from her children. Again, overseen by well-intentioned, ignorant, egotistic males (disaster guaranteed).
Krish, anointed the 'golden-child', suffers from an inverted-inferiority complex - constant self-aggrandizement, self-promotion, self-congratulation, micro-managing and mansplaining, professing sitting on a soapbox. Ouch. Exhibits what's referred to as the illusion of knowledge and the Dunning-Kruger effect (look it up).
(i've had my own issues, but that's a different conversation).
Problem is, the bourgeoise is usually clueless about mental health. Behavioral issues, addictions, schizophrenia etc etc are deemed character flaws rather than clinical issues.
Well, 'nuf with my observations. I'm sure it is tainted by subjectivity.
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Prior to arriving here, my goal was to separate dad from mom and K. Now, I'm working on separating all 3. There is no family here anyway. Oouuuch.
The 3 of them under one roof is a powder-keg of toxicity.
I've checked dad into TAPAS, an assisted living facility scouted out by Uma. (thanks for a clear-thinking, clinical mind).
K and I met with the psychiatrist yesterday. The evaluation/observation is on.
Mom does not want to see dad again. So, bringing him to Talegaon is out of question. Plus, Krish and dad are on completely different wavelengths anyway.
It will be impractical to have him in our Pune flat with 24-hour attendant care, and remote-control everything from the US.
Krish will probably go back to his cult. Who knows, who cares even.
His glacial speed is such, that if he moved any slower, he'd be going backward. So, that's another impediment to my take-action, get-moving, nature.
So, for starters, would it be feasible to have mom in Chennai for a month or two ? i'm trying to convince her that she needs a change of environment. And maybe medication after that (to borrow Uma's thoughts). In my fantasy, she'll recover enough that I can take her to the US. (keep dreaming, idiot - says my inner voice)
There are no solutions, only trade-offs (Hutoxi's words).
Zubin is doing fine - he performs regularly with the Columbus Symphony, Opera Columbus, Akron Symphony, Cleveland Orchestra (Ohio), Dubuque Symphony (Iowa), Roanoke Symphony, Opera Roanoke (Virginia). All sub positions, its tough to get full-time gigs.
My tennis center is doing very well. I just hired my 4th employee.
My life is an amazing juxtaposition - fantastic in the US, a clusterfuck here. C'est la Vie!