What is worse is I was texting with a friend when my mother called. My friend told me that they were willing to come down and offer some support. I foolishly said, "If you have something else [tonight], please don't miss it on my account."
I didn't mean it.
I didn't fucking mean it. I don't want to be alone. I want to cry and rage and have someone listen to me. (My husband had to work late tonight.)
My mother has no problem demanding that I come to help her. I couldn't admit to someone I have known for years that I need their love and support, even after they offered.
Regrettably, my mother called while my friend and I were talking. I could not explain to them that I needed them and that it was only my anxiety that prevented me from taking them up on their offer.
My friend lost their patience and withdrew their offer. I ended up alone and upset for most of the evening.
I am going to see my therapist tomorrow, hopefully we can discuss this.
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