This is just a vent. I don't even know where to start.
It seems that I can't be honest with anyone in my life. I can't say anything without someone going off into a huffy fit or shutting down or bursting into tears.
You'd think that I must be saying horrible things, I must be calling people names, screaming at them, or being horribly critical. I'm not.
At home, I can't say "hey, we can't spend money on that right now" without triggering a major cold front. At work, my CW "Betty" is the emotional pivot around which the entire office swings. Tears are nearly a daily occurrence, and even when mgmt. is correct about something, I don't dare agree, because Betty is The Victim. I thought home was a place to get away from that, but it's not.
I spend my whole life walking on eggshells around people who, in their view, are always the victim, always the loser, always the one being picked on and going through endless pain, while apparently I'm the one who has everything I ever wanted and life is oh-so-perfect for me. I can't say boo because THEY'RE depressed or anxious or sad or whatever - never mind my feelings. I can't disagree because it causes a screaming fit. I can't say "No" because it triggers a CBF and a total withdrawal.
How the hell do you live with people like this?
It seems that I can't be honest with anyone in my life. I can't say anything without someone going off into a huffy fit or shutting down or bursting into tears.
You'd think that I must be saying horrible things, I must be calling people names, screaming at them, or being horribly critical. I'm not.
At home, I can't say "hey, we can't spend money on that right now" without triggering a major cold front. At work, my CW "Betty" is the emotional pivot around which the entire office swings. Tears are nearly a daily occurrence, and even when mgmt. is correct about something, I don't dare agree, because Betty is The Victim. I thought home was a place to get away from that, but it's not.
I spend my whole life walking on eggshells around people who, in their view, are always the victim, always the loser, always the one being picked on and going through endless pain, while apparently I'm the one who has everything I ever wanted and life is oh-so-perfect for me. I can't say boo because THEY'RE depressed or anxious or sad or whatever - never mind my feelings. I can't disagree because it causes a screaming fit. I can't say "No" because it triggers a CBF and a total withdrawal.
How the hell do you live with people like this?
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