Family System Entropy
Maven Research #72: Family System Entropy.
Family System Entropy: A Recipe for Inherited Misery (Yields: One Very Stuck Adult)
Ah, the holidaysâwhen the family tree becomes a pressure cooker of unresolved feuds, half-remembered slights, and the unspoken question: âWhy are we still doing this?â If youâve ever found yourself nodding along to a cousinâs third retelling of âThe Incident of â08â while silently calculating how many years itâs been since you last saw them, congratulations! Youâve already taken the first step toward Family System Entropyâthe art of turning your familyâs emotional baggage into your personal life sentence. This isnât therapy; itâs a menu. And like all great recipes, itâs best served with a side of existential dread.
Below, weâve adapted the royal Habsburgsâ infamous inbreeding strategies into a psychological playbook for ensuring your identity is a patchwork of other peopleâs regrets. The goal? To become the familyâs Ancestral Anchorâa human version of a rusted shipwreck, keeping the whole system afloat while you drown in the process.
Family System Entropy
(Yields: One emotionally enmeshed adult who still texts their mom at 2 AM)
Ingredients:
- 1 part inherited grievances (preferably from the 1980s or earlier)
- ½ cup guilt (measure loosely; overuse can cause emotional indigestion)
- 1 tsp sibling rivalry (use immediately after birth)
- 2 tbsp âBut what if Iâm wrong?â (essential for maintaining the illusion of choice)
- 1 family home (preferably one with a basement for hiding from adulthood)
- Unlimited nostalgia (the secret sauce)
- Optional: A family member who still calls you âkiddoâ (highly recommended for maximum enmeshment)
Instructions:
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The Narrative Loyalty Test Mix the inherited grievances into a thick, sticky paste. If your parents havenât spoken to Uncle Gary since he âborrowedâ Grandmaâs wedding ring, you must also pretend he never existed. Pro tip: Ignoring him ensures youâre not just carrying your own baggageâyouâre hauling the entire familyâs. âBut why does he still send Christmas cards?â Because heâs the only one who remembers you exist outside the drama.
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The âGuiltâ Currency Replace all communication with passive-aggressive guilt-trips. Need a favor? Instead of asking, say, âI canât believe you forgot my birthday againâdoesnât anyone in this family remember anything?â This keeps the family system in a perpetual state of âIâm not mad, Iâm just disappointedâ limbo. Bonus: Itâs free therapy for everyone involved.
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The Refusal to Launch Treat the family home like a safety net youâre too afraid to jump from. Every time you consider moving out, remind yourself: âWhat if Iâm the one who fails?â (Spoiler: You wonât. Youâll just fail at failing, which is its own kind of victory.) Staying puts ensures youâre never âtoo successfulââjust âtoo emotionally fragile to handle it.â
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The Comparison Oven Preheat the holiday dinner table to âRegret Central.â Compare your life to your siblingsâ at every opportunity. âWhy did you get the promotion and not me?â âHow come youâre married and Iâm still in therapy?â The oven timer is set to âForever,â but the dessert is always âWhy canât you be more like [insert sibling]?â
Note from the Chef:
âThis recipe is best served with a side of âI told you soâ from your parents. If the family system starts to feel too stable, add more unresolved conflictâlike a good wine, it only gets better with age. And if anyone asks why youâre still living in the basement, just say youâre âworking on your personal growth.â (Theyâll believe you.)â
Conclusion: Family System Entropy isnât just a way to stay stuckâitâs a lifestyle. Youâre not just inheriting their problems; youâre curating a legacy of âLook at me, Iâm still paying for their mistakes.â The holidays are the peak season for this dish, when the pressure of ancestral expectations turns into a communal bonfire of regret. But hereâs the kicker: Youâre not the first to drown in this soup, and you wonât be the last. So go ahead, take another bite. The real question isnât how you got hereâitâs how long it takes to stop tasting the guilt.