Some people do not cope with stress well, but I seem to thrive on it. I can always be counted on to pull everyone through a situation. I understand that is why many things fall on my shoulders, but I have to wonder if one day I will just snap.
I am the executor of an estate that has so many problems. I have two family members that cannot function since the funeral who I am looking after. Other extended family members are still mad at me for following the deceased's wish for a small, private service.
I can't vent to anyone IRL. This death has stirred up emotions about DH's parents' passings so I'm trying to downplay everything in front of him. the last thing I need is for him to go into a full blown funk.
On top of that, I just found out today that the medication I currently take for my health condition is negatively affecting my liver. This is one of the last medications for me to try and it has actually been working a little.
And I have killer cramps.
I just wonder if I will be one of those people that is fine one day and spectacularly loses her sh!t the next. Like I will become a town urban legend one day.
Re: Pity party. Vent. I'm b!tching in here.
I am sorry you're in that situation, and I don't know what you're going through, but I definitely feel like this myself more often than not.
I'm sorry you feel like this too.
I will be the woman that smears lipstick all over her face, runs naked into the conveinient store, steals a pack of hot dogs and batteries and climbs on top of the police car while singing the national anthem.
I have a feeling it's going to be epic.
I'm so sorry, both for your loss and for the insane amounts of stress that you are under.
Is there a professional you could talk to? Just an unbiased opinion would be great, and maybe he or she could give you some tips for navigating these extreme waters.
Honestly, I would cut the naysayers out right now. You can reintroduce them to your life later, but if they are that concerned about the service, then they obviously aren't thinking about anyone but themselves.
Yeah. The sane never question their own sanity or however it goes. I just feel it building inside. I have never felt like this before.
I did think about that. I was just afraid that someone would hear everything that is going on and say to me "Duh. Of course it's going to be stressful. What did you expect?" I guess I am afraid of looking stupid.
I think that you need a drink (or 4) and any movie that will make you ugly cry. Crying releases toxins that can actuall improve your mood/disposition. It's Science.
Sorry things are so rough for you right now. Please feel free to vent away.
I look stupid on a daily basis, so you can always compare if that helps
You will be okay, you will come through fine. As PP suggested, get rid of the negative nancies and maybe find a counselor to talk to. And you will always have us. I'm just sorry you are having to go through this shiit.
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I wish I could drink. With my liver results, I have to refrain for the time being. And my wine cellar is calling my name. Ok. I may actually cry now. At least I still have a bit of a sense of humor left.
That actually made me giggle. (In a good way, not in a laughing at you way). Thank you.
Don't ever feel like you're going to "look stupid" for seeking professional help.
I'm so sorry you're going through all of this stress. Sometimes talking to a professional can really help sort out your feelings and figure out the best way for you to deal with what's going on, whether it be medication, yoga, meditation or just stepping away for a few hours with a bottle of wine and a good book.
ETA: Since you can't drink, change that to a box of chocolates and a good book.
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You don't understand the appeal of Benedict Cumberbatch / think he's fug / don't know who he is? WATCH SHERLOCK. Until you do, your negative opinion of him will not be taken seriously.
I don't have much to add but just wanted to say that I hope things look better soon.
FTR I didn't mean to imply that anyone seeking help is "stupid." I just meant in the moment while I was explaning things, I'd get the side eye or something. I know it's silly.
I suppose I should give it a try. It can't make things worse, right?
Thank you all for your support. I haven't been posting much lately and then I bounce in to whine. Everytime I try to respond to other posts, my replies are just unintentionally b!tchy so I just hit the back button.
Someone needs to gif a cute cat or a platypus. Whichever.
Oh no. I didn't take it that way at all and I didn't mean for it to sound like people who go to professionals are stupid.
Absolutely give it a try. I went through some stuff earlier this year and, while it wasn't nearly as trying as what you're going though, it really helped me to be able to take a step back and re-evaluate my feelings and work through them.
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You don't understand the appeal of Benedict Cumberbatch / think he's fug / don't know who he is? WATCH SHERLOCK. Until you do, your negative opinion of him will not be taken seriously.
I'm also the person that is great in stressful situations. And often I do explode from built up stress after awhile.
My best advice? Allow yourself little amounts of stress breaks. Let other people (or tell them) that you need help before you actually do. Cry and take a bubble bath. Also, tell the people that you can not handle any more additional stress and to back off. Them bitching at you isn't going to make their loved one come back.
I think you ladies have talked me into seeking help. I know I am not like my two family members that can't function at all right now, but I just feel like something is building inside. I cant really explain how it feels. It's like there is a part of me deep down inside that doesn't feel like myself. I'm afraid it's going to get out and I am completely going to lose myself.
Gah, that sounds so cheesy.