hopeless
08-25-2007, 10:13 PM
Hello to you all.
This morning I spoke nastily to my husband because he wanted me to take him to the hospital. Now that sounds really stupid and selfish and that is exactly how he saw it.
What really happened was that he said something about me going to the club near the hospital while I waited for him. The thought of going somewhere in public on my own was what freaked me out.
My husband decided it was too stressful to go to the hospital and would wait until tomorrow and go to the doctor. He is in pain with gout. I would never normally be horrible to anyone, let alone anyone in pain, and let alone my husband.
It happens all the time. I overreact to something that only I am aware of and then people think I am a horrible person.
I have been unable to find any help. I have been like this for as long as I can remember. My earliest terrifying memory is of my first day at school. That was nearly forty years ago.
I don't go out on my own, and spend most time at home with our dogs. My husband does all the shopping because he goes out most days and we live out of town. When I used to have to do the shopping it was hard but I (usually, eventually) did it. Now there is nowhere I have to go so I go nowhere.
Sorry this is long and rambling. There is noone I can talk to.
This morning I spoke nastily to my husband because he wanted me to take him to the hospital. Now that sounds really stupid and selfish and that is exactly how he saw it.
What really happened was that he said something about me going to the club near the hospital while I waited for him. The thought of going somewhere in public on my own was what freaked me out.
My husband decided it was too stressful to go to the hospital and would wait until tomorrow and go to the doctor. He is in pain with gout. I would never normally be horrible to anyone, let alone anyone in pain, and let alone my husband.
It happens all the time. I overreact to something that only I am aware of and then people think I am a horrible person.
I have been unable to find any help. I have been like this for as long as I can remember. My earliest terrifying memory is of my first day at school. That was nearly forty years ago.
I don't go out on my own, and spend most time at home with our dogs. My husband does all the shopping because he goes out most days and we live out of town. When I used to have to do the shopping it was hard but I (usually, eventually) did it. Now there is nowhere I have to go so I go nowhere.
Sorry this is long and rambling. There is noone I can talk to.