Red corner

My son is five. He is still too young to be fully responsible for himself. But he's already matured enough for saying "No" and it must be taken into account. Accepting his growing up is difficult for me. For quite a while I refused to admit this to myself as in the beginning the excessive anxiety for the child seems justified. After all, the child is still very young. But when will he be grown up to recognize him as a separate person from his mother? To let him learn his lessons? 

In my project I explore the topic of psychological separation between my son and me, a difficult process for both of us to accept his growing up. We are not a single whole but different people. And that's great but it's still not so easy at first. After all, fear and anxiety for the child sometimes take over. This story is about my feelings and fears, expressed metaphorically, a story about how overprotection and attachment can become traumatic. But of course it is still a story about love.