This book packs a very powerful message--a life changing message, one I needed to hear 30 years ago. Or even last year! I would have saved myself months and months of personal heartache, exhaustion, and chaos if I'd been able to say to myself, "This is their journey--they created this mess, and they have to grow from it" instead of trying to help two grown adults sort out the wreck of their lives, only to be told, "YOU DIDN'T DO ENOUGH FOR US." Neither did their neighbors, hired help, and assorted government agencies.
Well then. Had I been armed with Karen Casey's book . . . I would have been able to pay attention to my own yellow flag about these people, instead of ignoring it. But I wasn't armed with this book or its message of healthy detachment. And now I am. Not only have I tempered my impulse to have to "help" certain people, but I have also learned to sit back, listen, process, and quit ignoring the yellow flags when they go off, no matter what the situation--at work, too. Casey's messages are many, but this is one quote I especially like and now practice: "Silence is a solution. Always. A peaceful, rewarding one."
Although the detachment message works beautifully for me, the means by which Casey delivers the message has some challenges (4 stars instead of 5). She relies heavily (and repeatedly) on Christian thought and activity, as well as tenets of the 12-step process. This scaffolding didn't bother me, but it could interfere with other readers, as Casey can be quite heavy-handed at times. I also don't agree with the tired and tiring "nothing is by accident/everything is by design" mantra and really had to stop myself from letting my resistance interfere with the overall message and experience I needed--which was giving myself permission to detach. My life has been better for it. My mother would call this pulling back "selfish." I call it survival, especially in a society that condones and even encourages people to manufacture hysteria and then expect others to become absorbed by it. Overall, this book is a blessing I just so happened to find on the library shelf . . . and perhaps, in that case, there was no accident!