Well, if you can find this inbetween all the....shall I say "Stuff". I thank you.
The other afternoon my father asked me to join him and my mother for dinner. My panic button immediatly went off. Now part of the back story to this is:
I share a house with my parents where I have seperate living quarters and a door (which I had put in) that protects me when needed. Most of the time. Usually.
One of the effects of my depression, besides the panic attacks, anxiety.......etc, is I'm light and sound sensitive. Very light and sound sensitive. Places like O'Charley's and Applebee's are sensory overload to me. I'd rather you scrape your nails down a chalk board. Twice. How long have I had this? 10 years - How long have we lived together? 10 years.
Now I know Dad's invitation is meant as his gift, it's a gift that we have discussed many, many times. So when he asked this last time and the idea hit my button, it was all I could do to say, "I'll let you know later." Then I laid down on my bed hugging a pillow and cried.
Later I reminded Dad (again) of my condition - Now this is my Issue! "I thought you might change you mind", he says. CHANGE MY MIND? Silly dad.
Do you ask a recovering alcoholic if they can drink yet?
Do you ask someone with a broken back if they can lift boulders yet?
My first reaction was to be mad and scream, "Have you not heard what I've told you?" I find it very frustrating (among other things) to have to repeat this senerio. And why do I, the mentally diseased, have to keep explaining to the mentally eased, what my limits are. If I can remember what I can't do, why can't they.
I know that most people have an autopilot reflex (or is it reflux) to try and "fix" someone's problems. Especially fathers but, geez. For the energy it took me to recover from the invitation and the discussion we could have shared several nice take-home meals from what-ever the restuarant.
So that leaves me and many others too, trying to handle not only my limits and foibles but my family's and other "Fixers" as well.
Don't Fix, Just Listen.
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Don't fix, just listen!
Tags: Panic Understanding