
Anxieyote
Sobriety over everything else • 31 • Midwest
- Mar 24, 2021
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A couple of weeks ago, my Dad told me that he was planning a birthday party for me, along with my grandma, grandpa, uncle, aunt, and sister. I said, "sure that sounds fine" but I also know what this is really about.
I was involuntarily committed to a psychiatric ward towards the end of August after drinking too much and threatening to kill myself. Alarm bells were raised again (I went to the psychiatric ward for the first time last year), and my extended family has been having hushed conversations about me since then. I have noticed my aunt and grandma texting me more frequently leading up to the event too, with texts sprinkled with copius
and
emojis.
It all sounds great on paper. I get admitted to the psych ward, and they shower me with love to show that they are here for me—an ideal response by any metric. So why do I feel so ambivalent about it?
The party is tomorrow, and Dad is planning to pick me up in his vehicle and drive an hour to Grandma's house, where I will spend the day and spend the night; neither of which I want to do. It all feels like a thinly-veiled facade. Why have none of them had an actual conversation with me about how I am feeling? I know the birthday celebration is supposed to function as a "rug sweep"; to shower me with their version of love (cakes, pies, birthday cards, etc.) send me on my way, and cross their fingers that it will be enough to restore my will to live.
It is all a song and dance to me, and I feel patronized by it more than anything. They don't normally make a big deal out of my birthday, so the contrast here is stark. They may not have been trying to make me feel bad, but the event is going to have the opposite effect of what they are intending. I will be forcing a smile and easygoing attitude to make them feel like what they are doing is helping me, and that I am so touched by their love and support. But on the inside, I will be struggling to hold back the tears, being reminded once again that my family aren't helping me in the way that I need to be helped.
Beggars can't be choosers, and I have been told to accept their support in any form that it comes. But to put it simply; if this party is going to make me feel uncomfortable, anxious, and sad—why should I go? Do I owe my family members a chance to clear their conscious and feel like they have done something to help; even if it hasn't?
What should I do? Should I force myself to go like I usually do when it comes to family events, or should I listen to my feelings?
I was involuntarily committed to a psychiatric ward towards the end of August after drinking too much and threatening to kill myself. Alarm bells were raised again (I went to the psychiatric ward for the first time last year), and my extended family has been having hushed conversations about me since then. I have noticed my aunt and grandma texting me more frequently leading up to the event too, with texts sprinkled with copius


It all sounds great on paper. I get admitted to the psych ward, and they shower me with love to show that they are here for me—an ideal response by any metric. So why do I feel so ambivalent about it?
The party is tomorrow, and Dad is planning to pick me up in his vehicle and drive an hour to Grandma's house, where I will spend the day and spend the night; neither of which I want to do. It all feels like a thinly-veiled facade. Why have none of them had an actual conversation with me about how I am feeling? I know the birthday celebration is supposed to function as a "rug sweep"; to shower me with their version of love (cakes, pies, birthday cards, etc.) send me on my way, and cross their fingers that it will be enough to restore my will to live.
It is all a song and dance to me, and I feel patronized by it more than anything. They don't normally make a big deal out of my birthday, so the contrast here is stark. They may not have been trying to make me feel bad, but the event is going to have the opposite effect of what they are intending. I will be forcing a smile and easygoing attitude to make them feel like what they are doing is helping me, and that I am so touched by their love and support. But on the inside, I will be struggling to hold back the tears, being reminded once again that my family aren't helping me in the way that I need to be helped.
Beggars can't be choosers, and I have been told to accept their support in any form that it comes. But to put it simply; if this party is going to make me feel uncomfortable, anxious, and sad—why should I go? Do I owe my family members a chance to clear their conscious and feel like they have done something to help; even if it hasn't?
What should I do? Should I force myself to go like I usually do when it comes to family events, or should I listen to my feelings?
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