Does anyone else have impossible mothers (or I suppose fathers)? I mean COMPLETELY IMPOSSIBLE, DISRESPECTFUL, RIDICULOUS & JUST PLAIN IDIOTIC?!
I asked my mom to sit here with the sick boy so I could go to the parent meeting (which I have missed the first 3 due to social anxiety issues, but that is another long story... I made it this time yay). I came home after the meeting, then the grocery shopping, got home at 8:30pm & I was bringing in groceries & my mom was hassling the sick boy about his homework & wanting to show us all these features of Pagemaker. She was "Just let me show you this & this & this..." & I know my son is stressed & feeling ill & his best friend was hauled off last night for talking about killing himself & the cops were rude as hell to him & his grandma was just plain annoyed & wanted to go home like she didn't even care (sorry, off topic)
Andway...
I am stressed too... I am trying to calm down from the stress of being social with strangers & feeling bad for the my son's friend & I am starting to feel the virus comin' on & I am tired & my contacts are giving me a pounding headache & my guts are starting to cramp & I am feeling shaky from overstimulation. I tell her I have reached my limit of stress for the day & could she please just show me another time... but NO, she goes on & on, raising her voice & bullying the info on me. Then my son goes to lay down (he is annoyed & feeling bad) & she says "Oh I will just fix it for him." I say no no no it is HIS homework & it is HIS fault he waited til the last second to do it (he had all week) & then she starts typing & fixing spelling errors & on & on & I yell for her to please leave it & my son is crying & she storms out all mad because I couldn't take it anymore & I hit the off switch on the pc to get her to stop. She wouldn't listen & respect my ideas of homework being done by the actual person who has the homework. Shit.
She would never even help me with my homework... WTF?!!!
And now she is calling & calling & calling... leave me alone... sheesh!
I asked my mom to sit here with the sick boy so I could go to the parent meeting (which I have missed the first 3 due to social anxiety issues, but that is another long story... I made it this time yay). I came home after the meeting, then the grocery shopping, got home at 8:30pm & I was bringing in groceries & my mom was hassling the sick boy about his homework & wanting to show us all these features of Pagemaker. She was "Just let me show you this & this & this..." & I know my son is stressed & feeling ill & his best friend was hauled off last night for talking about killing himself & the cops were rude as hell to him & his grandma was just plain annoyed & wanted to go home like she didn't even care (sorry, off topic)
Andway...
I am stressed too... I am trying to calm down from the stress of being social with strangers & feeling bad for the my son's friend & I am starting to feel the virus comin' on & I am tired & my contacts are giving me a pounding headache & my guts are starting to cramp & I am feeling shaky from overstimulation. I tell her I have reached my limit of stress for the day & could she please just show me another time... but NO, she goes on & on, raising her voice & bullying the info on me. Then my son goes to lay down (he is annoyed & feeling bad) & she says "Oh I will just fix it for him." I say no no no it is HIS homework & it is HIS fault he waited til the last second to do it (he had all week) & then she starts typing & fixing spelling errors & on & on & I yell for her to please leave it & my son is crying & she storms out all mad because I couldn't take it anymore & I hit the off switch on the pc to get her to stop. She wouldn't listen & respect my ideas of homework being done by the actual person who has the homework. Shit.
She would never even help me with my homework... WTF?!!!
And now she is calling & calling & calling... leave me alone... sheesh!
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You should move up here....Alaska is good for people with anxiety problems. Lots of places to be where there is no social interaction unless you want it.
I understand the panicky feeling of being around people.
I don't hate anyone but I hate being around them.
I can only stand my own family and one or two friends and the friends have to be in limited doses.
I hope you can find a quiet spot.