I went a little crazy yesterday. I snapped at a friend for only asking a question, and I may have said something damaging to my Little Sister. Also a few things on a bus trip, and some things that happened while waiting in line at McDonald's and it's obvious I really shouldn't have been out in the world yesterday.
Why did all of this happen? I had electrolysis yesterday.
That shouldn't be much of a problem, but... like I said the first time I had it done, I associated it with times when mummy hurts me, so that's how I take it. I keep drifting off, and then when it's done I get that feeling I usually get afterwards, and I get anxious and mentally overloaded.
I told mummy this, not in as many words, and she said there needs to be a support system here. Which is good and will help, but the fact is this is a long process, and I can't expect someone to be there after every single time to pick up the pieces. It's both unrealistic and unreasonable for a variety of reasons.
I'm not declining the help, but I think I need to also work on it myself, try to separate play sessions from electrolysis. And failing that, work out how to better take care of myself after it. That sounds like a plan.
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