Dagan
Well-Known Member
I will be living alone with my daughter again...is the remedy. It's a civil decision, but there still seems to be petty social media posts here and there. I see it as attention seeking, "woe is me" and such postings. Passive-aggressive, basically, but it's annoying and insulting, too. I can and will let it all go. I can handle it. It's just still a bit of a jab that irks me some. All good things in time, so they say.
It's for the best. I need the hard reset, recharge and recomposing myself - back to my old, true self. I really felt like I was another person the last month or so. I was forcing myself to tolerate what I really couldn't stand. Financially, I will actually be better off and save money. My utilities doubled over this past Summer. That should have never been the case. It takes a lot to double water, electricity and gas bills...but sure enough....those fools did it. Ugh.
I admittedly do have my issues, maybe too high of standards and/or boundaries and/or even expectations...but I swear that I feel like I just "need" baseline things. Granted, my parents both grew up in military households, and therefore between either house I was in, mom or dad, either grandparents, either aunts or uncles, I was still in military households. I think I would have taken to structure, order and cleanliness, anyway, of course, but they were quite particular and expected things to be as such, too. Anything less per where I personally live...and I'm going to eventually just lose my comfort and not want to be there or around said folks. Some people can handle a kind of clutter and mess about their homes. That's them, though. I don't live there, and when it bugs me that I visit such a place, "I'm out" as soon as I can be. ----- My problems with these folks went quite beyond just this. Disrespect occurred in several forms.
Thinking more about it all, I think I flat out dissociated the past couple of weeks, aside from just the autistic shutdown goings on (which, I really, really try not to ever do). I got overwhelmed and felt trapped inside myself to where I couldn't talk for about 48 hours. I wasn't trying to stonewall or anything. I seriously felt locked up inside my own head. There have been other stressful events, as well, so that didn't help much. I won't go into those other things because this will wind up being a novella in length. Let's just say that I still prevailed to be a rock for family as needed - they know that I don't "breakdown" like most folks - I can power on...grind it out...stay machine-like in hardest of times. I didn't feel like anyone asking things of me was taking advantage, though. "I understood the assignment" if you will.
Dang, this still came out to a lengthy post. Oops. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.
It's for the best. I need the hard reset, recharge and recomposing myself - back to my old, true self. I really felt like I was another person the last month or so. I was forcing myself to tolerate what I really couldn't stand. Financially, I will actually be better off and save money. My utilities doubled over this past Summer. That should have never been the case. It takes a lot to double water, electricity and gas bills...but sure enough....those fools did it. Ugh.
I admittedly do have my issues, maybe too high of standards and/or boundaries and/or even expectations...but I swear that I feel like I just "need" baseline things. Granted, my parents both grew up in military households, and therefore between either house I was in, mom or dad, either grandparents, either aunts or uncles, I was still in military households. I think I would have taken to structure, order and cleanliness, anyway, of course, but they were quite particular and expected things to be as such, too. Anything less per where I personally live...and I'm going to eventually just lose my comfort and not want to be there or around said folks. Some people can handle a kind of clutter and mess about their homes. That's them, though. I don't live there, and when it bugs me that I visit such a place, "I'm out" as soon as I can be. ----- My problems with these folks went quite beyond just this. Disrespect occurred in several forms.
Thinking more about it all, I think I flat out dissociated the past couple of weeks, aside from just the autistic shutdown goings on (which, I really, really try not to ever do). I got overwhelmed and felt trapped inside myself to where I couldn't talk for about 48 hours. I wasn't trying to stonewall or anything. I seriously felt locked up inside my own head. There have been other stressful events, as well, so that didn't help much. I won't go into those other things because this will wind up being a novella in length. Let's just say that I still prevailed to be a rock for family as needed - they know that I don't "breakdown" like most folks - I can power on...grind it out...stay machine-like in hardest of times. I didn't feel like anyone asking things of me was taking advantage, though. "I understood the assignment" if you will.
Dang, this still came out to a lengthy post. Oops. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.