So this last GI-related episode has lasted me for a month, now, and is still going strong and it's been a hell of a miserable time. Not just because of the GI issues, but because of other issues going on.
During this period of time, I attended a wedding (stressful, and extremely hot weather), was slated to return to work after seeing some progress with my work related injury (hooray and a bit of stress), and a sibling came down with some kind of illness that - for whatever unexplained reason - left in its wake the largest, spikiest, ball of anxiety, ever (exceedingly stressful; this one is stressing me out the most right now and they've been to the doctor and had blood tests to test for thyroid issues, etc, and nothing came up).
Originally, I was looking forward to getting out of the house and returning to work... only to find out that I'm actually NOT able to go back to work.
This is upsetting me because I really, REALLY, REALLY -REALLY- needed to get out of the house for extended periods of time and work would have been a perfect reason because of my past habits of staying late and doing overtime.
I'll be honest; my sibling's very in-your-face anxiety attacks are driving me crazy. I'm already - and have already been - dealing with a mess of a GI episode for this last month and counting and meanwhile over the last two weeks, they've been in a mode of, "OMG, HELP ME!" and encroaching on my personal space a lot more than usual and in a very, "I'M SO HORRIBLY ANXIOUS!!! HELP!!!" manner which... quite frankly, I can do nothing about (their anxiety, I mean).
No, they're not having a heart attack and yes, they've already been to the doctor multiple times and even had EKGs done and everything else. Nothing of note was discovered besides a pre-existing anxiety issue and they were prescribed anxiety medication... which they are exceedingly reluctant to take despite the fact that they have a history of anxiety issues including panic attacks.
They deal with things entirely differently than I would and don't take suggestions well despite their constant badgering for 'advice'.
I was already sick and hyper-fatigued from my GI issues and my GI issues making my blood issues worse; I just DON'T have the mind or energy to deal with this in a positive much less constructive manner.
I have very politely asked for them to respect my personal space and I have also explained that I don't deal well with things when I'm sick and they KNOW I've been sick but the second an anxiety episode kicks in, it's like everything I told them and they acknowledged is forgotten and they're in my face AGAIN with "OMG I AM SO ANXIOUS!" just radiating off of them in waves when they know I can do exactly NOTHING about it.
I've managed to find ways to leave the house when they're in those modes, but what I REALLY need is EXTENDED time away from the home, completely, which is exactly what I can't do right now.
I'm a hair away from just telling them that they're an adult and to deal with it on their own in much less polite terms (already had a polite discussion of, "Different things work for different people, and you need to find out what works for you when people can't be here for you") except there's going to be major fallout which, because my GI is STILL really upset with me, I don't want to deal with.
They want to spend more time with me despite all my attempts to draw boundaries and I want to spend less time with them and I am getting to the point where I can hardly stand the sight of them.
AAARGH!!!
During this period of time, I attended a wedding (stressful, and extremely hot weather), was slated to return to work after seeing some progress with my work related injury (hooray and a bit of stress), and a sibling came down with some kind of illness that - for whatever unexplained reason - left in its wake the largest, spikiest, ball of anxiety, ever (exceedingly stressful; this one is stressing me out the most right now and they've been to the doctor and had blood tests to test for thyroid issues, etc, and nothing came up).
Originally, I was looking forward to getting out of the house and returning to work... only to find out that I'm actually NOT able to go back to work.
This is upsetting me because I really, REALLY, REALLY -REALLY- needed to get out of the house for extended periods of time and work would have been a perfect reason because of my past habits of staying late and doing overtime.
I'll be honest; my sibling's very in-your-face anxiety attacks are driving me crazy. I'm already - and have already been - dealing with a mess of a GI episode for this last month and counting and meanwhile over the last two weeks, they've been in a mode of, "OMG, HELP ME!" and encroaching on my personal space a lot more than usual and in a very, "I'M SO HORRIBLY ANXIOUS!!! HELP!!!" manner which... quite frankly, I can do nothing about (their anxiety, I mean).
No, they're not having a heart attack and yes, they've already been to the doctor multiple times and even had EKGs done and everything else. Nothing of note was discovered besides a pre-existing anxiety issue and they were prescribed anxiety medication... which they are exceedingly reluctant to take despite the fact that they have a history of anxiety issues including panic attacks.
They deal with things entirely differently than I would and don't take suggestions well despite their constant badgering for 'advice'.
I was already sick and hyper-fatigued from my GI issues and my GI issues making my blood issues worse; I just DON'T have the mind or energy to deal with this in a positive much less constructive manner.
I have very politely asked for them to respect my personal space and I have also explained that I don't deal well with things when I'm sick and they KNOW I've been sick but the second an anxiety episode kicks in, it's like everything I told them and they acknowledged is forgotten and they're in my face AGAIN with "OMG I AM SO ANXIOUS!" just radiating off of them in waves when they know I can do exactly NOTHING about it.
I've managed to find ways to leave the house when they're in those modes, but what I REALLY need is EXTENDED time away from the home, completely, which is exactly what I can't do right now.
I'm a hair away from just telling them that they're an adult and to deal with it on their own in much less polite terms (already had a polite discussion of, "Different things work for different people, and you need to find out what works for you when people can't be here for you") except there's going to be major fallout which, because my GI is STILL really upset with me, I don't want to deal with.
They want to spend more time with me despite all my attempts to draw boundaries and I want to spend less time with them and I am getting to the point where I can hardly stand the sight of them.
AAARGH!!!
