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Boundaries

Choices By Val & Bruce
Choices — moments of decision

Boundaries — and what they have to do with love

Loving harder is not always how love survives. Sometimes what love needs is a boundary.

You already know how to set a boundary. You have been doing it your whole life.

You do it with your children when you tell them that screens go off at nine, and you mean it. You do it with your parents when you stop arguing about the same old thing and quietly change the subject instead. You do it with a coworker when you stop covering for someone else’s late work. You do it in a hundred small negotiations every week — about time, about energy, about what you will and will not keep absorbing — and most of the time you do not call it a boundary. You just call it living with people.

What we want to talk about in this post is that skill. Not as a crisis tool you pull out when everything else has failed. As a normal, healthy, continuous part of how love actually works — in marriages, in families, in friendships, in every relationship where two people are trying to find a way to be good to each other over time.

The reason boundaries matter especially in marriage is not because marriage is where they are only needed. It is because marriage is where they are hardest to use — and where the cost of not using them is highest.

What a boundary is

A boundary is not a wall. It is not a punishment. It is not an ultimatum dressed up in gentle language. It is simply a statement of what you will do — for yourself, with your own life — if a behavior continues. It is the answer, lived out, to the question: what am I going to do about this?

Janet always made a good Sunday meal after church. Dan would surf the internet while she cooked, and when the meal was over he would head to the couch. Janet did the dishes. She felt more like a servant than a wife. She told Dan how she felt. He didn’t change.

Eventually Janet told Dan that if he didn’t help with cleanup, she would no longer cook Sunday dinner. He didn’t help. So she stopped cooking. After a few Sundays of eating cereal alone, Dan missed the meals. More than that, he missed sitting across the table from his wife. He apologized for being selfish, and he started helping — first with the dishes, then with the cooking too. He surprised himself by enjoying it.

That is a boundary. A small one, early in a marriage still finding its shape. But it has the shape that all boundaries have: it told Dan what Janet would do if his behavior continued. It was not a threat. It was not retaliation. It was a clear statement of what she intended for her own life, which Dan was free to respond to however he chose. He chose well. Not all of them do. The boundary was still right regardless.

Notice that Janet did not set that boundary in a moment of crisis. She set it early, over an ordinary frustration, before the pattern had years to harden. That is exactly when boundaries work best — practiced in the small moments, they are available and familiar when the larger ones arrive. Set them only in emergencies and they feel like weapons. Set them as a regular part of how you live and they feel like what they are: the way people who love each other tell each other the truth.

The same skill, harder ground

Most of us were taught, in our churches and our homes, to love more. Serve more. Forgive faster. Pray longer. These are real principles and they are not wrong. They have made many marriages livable and many people better. We still believe them.

But sometimes — for some of us, in some seasons — what we are doing is part of what is keeping things from changing. The harm continues partly because we keep absorbing it. The pattern repeats partly because we keep covering for it. The most loving instinct we have can be the very thing that keeps the situation in place.

Brené Brown puts the harder truth plainly: “Daring to set boundaries is about having the courage to love ourselves, even when we risk disappointing others.” That second clause is the part we avoid. Most of us would rather absorb than risk disappointing the person we are trying to love. In a healthy relationship that instinct is generous. In a relationship where the cost of absorbing has become too high, it is the thing standing between us and the change we need.

This is where the same skill — the one you already use with your children, your coworker, your mother-in-law — becomes the hardest thing you have ever done.

It is worth saying as well: setting boundaries is hard work, and the work is internal as well as external. Many of us find we need some kind of help along the way — a therapist, a trusted friend, a good book. However you find your footing, you do not have to figure it out in isolation.

“Why are you letting this happen to you?”

Many of us, eventually, hear a version of this question. Sometimes it comes from a counselor. Sometimes from a sister or a friend. Sometimes from our own honesty, after the trying-harder has gone on too long. The first time it lands, it lands hard.

Val

I spent years believing that if I just loved harder, served better, prayed more, and forgave faster, my marriage would heal. The principles I had been taught were principles I tried to live. They are good principles. I still believe them. But somewhere along the way, my own emotional and physical health was paying the cost, and the situation was not improving.

It was my first session with a new therapist. I had been out of counseling for a couple of years and was telling him the story of my marriage from the beginning. I had not gotten far into it when he stopped me and asked a question I did not know how to answer. He asked me why I was letting it happen.

I sat with those words for the rest of the session, and most of the drive home, and into the next morning. Letting it. Not enduring it. Not surviving it. Not loving my way through it. Letting it.

Something opened up that I hadn’t seen before. There was a third thing — quieter than the principles I had been given — that I could do. I could decide what I would no longer make room for. Not as punishment. Not as ultimatum. As a clear statement of what I would do, with the life I had been given, if the behavior continued.

What I came to see is that the boundary was not opposite to the principles I had been taught. It was how those principles could keep being livable for the person trying to live them.

I wish I had understood this years sooner. But I think the seeing of it was part of what I needed to learn. The boundary wasn’t only protection. It was the place where love and self-respect were already meeting, quietly, in a chair across from a man who knew the right question to ask.

What you can do

When someone’s behavior is making you miserable, there are three things you can do, and there is no fourth.

First, you can accept it. Long-suffering is a Christlike attribute, and there are seasons when accepting is the right answer — at least for now. People accept for many reasons, and not all of them are about love. Some accept out of real fear: fear about money, fear about what leaving would do to their children, fear of what the next chapter would look like. Those fears are not weakness, and they are not failures of faith. They are honest considerations in honest lives. But accepting indefinitely — in the name of forgiveness, or sacrifice, or fear — can become its own kind of injury. You get to decide how long the season lasts.

Second, you can change it, by setting and enforcing a boundary. This means asking for different behavior, with consequences attached if it does not change. The consequences are not retaliation. They are what you intend for your own life if the behavior continues. They are the answer to the question, lived out: I am not going to keep letting this happen.

Third, you can leave it. This is the hardest part of boundaries, and the one we hesitate most before describing. It is not the first option. It is not the only one. But for some marriages, after every other effort has been tried, the boundary is separation, and sometimes divorce. There are situations — abuse, ongoing addiction without willingness to change, deception that has hollowed the relationship — where leaving is the protection that boundaries are meant to provide.

These three are always available, in every marriage, every day. The question is not whether you have them. The question is which one you are choosing.

When a boundary holds

Lori had been sitting in front of her therapist for months, telling him about the things she had endured because of her husband’s behavior. He kindly recommended that she read a book — Boundaries in Marriage, by Henry Cloud and John Townsend.

As she read it, every scenario about the absence of boundaries was a scenario in her own life. She had been raised to love, help, and serve. Wasn’t that the Christlike thing? She had been doing what she had been taught. She had let her kindness and forgiving nature be used against her, over and over, and her own emotional and mental health had paid the price.

She wanted things to change. Figuring out her boundaries took weeks. She googled examples. She wrote them down. She went through several drafts, with a trusted friend helping her see her situation from a broader perspective. When she was ready, she met with her husband — together with her therapist — and reviewed the boundaries she had decided to keep. The presence of her counselor gave her courage.

Her husband chose to make changes. They worked together with the counselor and with their ecclesiastical leaders. Their marriage shifted. It became the kind of marriage Lori had once stopped believing she could have.

This is one possible outcome. It is not the only one. Some spouses, given the same boundaries, do not change. But Lori’s outcome is on the table because boundaries are not only for marriages that are ending. They are for marriages that want to live.

When the boundary is already inside you

Marie had spent years learning to brace herself. She knew the signs — a particular silence, a shift in the air when her husband came through the door — and she had learned to read them faster than she could name them. She adjusted constantly, preemptively, the way you learn to navigate a room in the dark.

One afternoon she was in a conversation with him that had turned, the way those conversations always did, toward the familiar pattern — the criticism, the recasting of events, the slow pressure to agree to something she knew was not true. And she noticed something she had not expected. She was not bracing.

Not because she had stopped caring. Because something in her had quietly finished the argument she had been having with herself for years. She did not announce it. She did not make a speech. She simply said, calmly, that she saw it differently, and she did not apologize for that. The conversation did not go well. She was fine.

Her therapist, when she described this later, said something she wrote down: “That’s not a decision you made in that moment. That’s a decision you made a long time ago and only just heard out loud.”

That is also a boundary. The kind that no longer requires composing a sentence, because the work that named it has already been done. Marie’s story ended one way. Lori’s ended another. We are not telling you which one is right, because we don’t know — and neither does anyone else. What both of them found is that once a boundary is honestly set, it holds something you are still learning to trust in yourself.

What boundaries are not

A boundary is not always honored. Sometimes the person on the other side of it will not change. Sometimes they will get angry, or punish you, or escalate, or leave. The boundary is still doing what a boundary is meant to do — it is protecting you. Even when the relationship cannot be saved, the boundary has saved you, which was its job.

A boundary is also not a weapon. There is a difference between “If you continue doing this, I will not stay in the same room” and “You have to make me happy or I am divorcing you.” The first is a boundary. The second is a demand that the other person take responsibility for an emotion only you can manage. A boundary tells the other person what you will do. A weaponized boundary tries to control what they do. The distinction matters, because a boundary used as leverage has stopped being a boundary. It has become manipulation wearing a boundary’s clothes.

From the other side

Bruce

One of our daughters has placed some boundaries in our relationship. We have never talked about them directly. I am not always sure where they begin and end. But I know they are there, and I know why they are there, even if the shape of them is not always clear to me.

Yes, it is painful. There have been moments of tears — for me, for Val, and I believe for her too. But it does not change how we feel about her. It does not diminish the love. It does not change our hopes or our prayers for her happiness. We still reach out. We still try to let her know she is loved and thought of. And we try to respect what she has put in place, even when we do not fully understand it.

What I did not expect is how much I would learn from being on this side of a boundary. It is teaching me, in ways I could not have learned any other way, how to love someone in the ways they need to be loved rather than the ways that are easiest for me. That is not a small thing. It is, I think, one of the more important things I have ever been asked to learn.

If someone in your life has set a boundary that is painful for you to live with, I want you to know: the pain does not mean it is wrong. It may mean that something real is being asked of you. And that something real may be exactly what love, in this season, looks like.

Setting a boundary is not the same as withdrawing love. The boundary is what makes love possible to keep giving — sometimes to the same person, in a new shape, after they change; sometimes to yourself, in the next chapter of your own life. You truly cannot know what others have been through, who they really are, or what their journey will look like. Loving with boundaries means letting that be God’s to carry. Your part is what you will do, in your own life, with the time you have.

Wherever you are in this — still in it, walking out, on the other side, or learning to receive one gracefully — the boundary is here. It is good. It works. And the boundary — wherever it leads, whatever it costs — is one of the places where love and courage are the same thing.

Val & Bruce

We have both, in different seasons, been in rooms where the right question finally arrived. We didn’t always know what to do with it. Some boundaries save a marriage. Some save a life. Some are just the quiet place inside you where you finally stopped arguing with yourself — and found out you had already known. We hope you find yours.

When you’re ready, the next post is waiting.

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Have you found a boundary that protected something — or received one that taught you how to love better?

If something here resonates with something you have lived, we would love to hear it. Comments are moderated with kindness.

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