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Thursday, August 25, 2022
Emotions
Yesterday was a very emotional day for me, and not much else makes an emotional day worse than a phone call from my mother. None of it is something I want to discuss, but I also don’t feel like talking about anything else. Don’t worry, it wasn’t anything really bad, but I was feeling pretty drained last night. I got home, ate dinner, talked to a friend on the phone, my mother called, and then, took a Xanax for my anxiety before laying on the couch to watch Star Trek, which is always good for my mental health. I just needed to get recentered and relax.
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Of course, your family is going to "push your buttons", they're the ones that installed them.
ReplyDeleteBreathe. Absolutely be gentle with yourself.
Xanax. You do you BUT that says it all.
ReplyDeleteMay I suggest--
https://www.instagram.com/josh_ffw/?hl=en
There may be some nuggets for life.
Best
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ReplyDeleteIt's okay to tell your mother that you don't want to talk about a topic she brings up. If she persists, it's okay to say, "Not now. Bye-bye," and hang up on her before you get stressed.
ReplyDeleteAnd if it was you who called your mother?
ReplyDeleteUvdp, if it was me who called my mother, it would be the same thing. She always criticizes me and tells me how awful of a person I am. I do my best to be a good person, but because I am gay, I am going to Hell in her mind, so I am never able to do anything that she thinks is good. There will always be jabs at me for something. It is NEVER a pleasant conversation, so I rarely call her. I can’t handle being made to feel like shit every time I speak to my mother.
ReplyDeleteVRCooper, thanks for the link. I needed to hear that.
ReplyDeleteNot much I can do... I can't even talk to you, let alone accompany you. I feel helpless reading you and my hands are tied.
ReplyDeleteThe only thing I can do is to send you all my affection, offer you my friendship and from time to time get a smile on your face.
From afar I send you all this and a big hug.
Ángel
Thank you, Angel. Your friendship means a lot to me.
ReplyDeleteThe next time she calls just tell her since she feels you are going to hell because you were born gay that you look forward to seeing her there with you for being a rude Christian woman. or Better Yet just Quote Aunt Em and tell her for 23 years you have being dying to tell her what you think but being a Good Christian Boy you can't say it and hang up on her.
ReplyDeleteLove you
Jon From UGA
And your friendship Professor means much more than you suspect. In these moments that I am going through, you are my only point of support.
ReplyDeleteÁngel