Grrrr... let me try this again. I think this one will go better.
I'm the oldest, or, I'm younger than you. I'm supposed to look after you. And you've already been through this with my mom, you shouldn't have to take care of another one. I worry about you, and having you worry about me is a nice little circular trap in my brain that won't stop spinning.
I'm not spurning YOUR help, or even ALL help, I just know things will get worse to when I will definitely need help. I more than appreciate everything you're doing for me, but I don't want to burn you out on doing things for me, because Sandra and the rest of my family will need your help and support down the road and I need you to look out for them.
I'm pretty independent, so while I can do things for myself, and maybe even for others, I would really like to.
I know you care for me, and I'm sorry I get frustrated when you ask even a simple, "how are you?". But really, imagine your left toe hurts, and 40+ people ask you about it all day, every day, for weeks, and months, and even years now. Casey Jo does not equal cancer. I am still about other things and even though your sentiment touches me, I think about my illness almost all the time so having everyone discuss it with me all the time is just exhausting.
I'm trying to control the flash of fangs and temper, and snarky comments like, "yeah so I'm not handling this well, hmmm, next time you're terminally ill, I'll take notes as you show me the proper way to behave." I hope you'll forgive me if the fangs do show, and I hope you know the ire/anger/pissed is not directed at YOU - you just were an innocent bystander when my bomb of frustration at my situation went off.
I hope this gives you a better understanding of where I'm coming from. Things just come to a head and, oh look, here's this blog thing I can rant on. I think I'm just ranting into the void of the interwebs, but I forget some of you are out there reading.
A friend recently wrote in his blog, about how he can get positive comments from people who love him all day and blow them off, but one negative comment from a random stranger and he lets it ruin his week. I think we are all like that. We need to concentrate on what comes from the people we love, especially the good things, and learn to blow off the idiots.
Well, it looks like our time is up for this session. Why don't you work on that for next week, eh?
lol
Cheers and Love
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