Post by maudefindlay on Oct 17, 2021 20:51:03 GMT -5
isabel Sorry for your tough time. It's amazing though how tuned in your MIL sounds. It's like she knows what you need right now which is for you to stay at your own house and let her manage your little boy. I had something similar. Obviously not Covid as it happened 9 yrs ago, but I was pregnant with my #3 and the boys were 3 and 1 and DH had a work trip to Mexico for 3 weeks. My late MIL took my 1 yr old and kept him for several days right at my breaking point, no idea how she knew as DH was hard to reach. Anyhow, glad someone is there in your corner who can help.
Post by Monica Geller on Oct 17, 2021 21:38:07 GMT -5
isabel your MIL is amazing and I’m glad your DS is doing well despite his positive. I know what you mean about losing your resiliency. I’m right there with you. Meds and therapy are helping but seriously, every little thing is “too much” for me and I end up in a spiral. My kids’ covid dx and illness was so challenging for me mentally. And I feel line I should be stronger but I’m not. Hang in there and I’m always happy to be a shoulder or listening ear if you need someone.
maudefindlay, she has been such an amazing help. I'm glad you've had a similar experience. I feel really lucky.
Monica Geller, I'm sorry you're struggling too. Even though he's not with me, I've definitely done a lot of spiraling of all the various scenarios and quarantine periods and isolation periods. The scenario we're in is the best possible one I have been able to come up with, so I'm just really thankful for that. I'm really looking forward to getting through MIL testing negative next weekend so I can mentally move on. Same offer to listen if you ever need someone to vent to. I totally get it.
Post by sofamonkey on Oct 17, 2021 22:00:36 GMT -5
Maybe we should just have a burnout post. Post what we’re struggling with, what’s worked, what is just a stage 5 clinger.
Also, hugs to everyone that’s trying to work through ::waves hands:: all of this. Which is really brand new territory, not actually working through shit. It’s just coping/disaster management at this point.
. I have zero resiliency anymore and that used to be a trait I was proud of. Every single request at work sets me off even when I know it's something that will take all of five minutes. I want to try to make it better, but I don't know how and trying to figure it out stresses me out too.
Just wanted to say yes, yes and yes - maybe we do need a thread of “what has worked for you?” Because so far I’ve got….nothing.
isabel and nancybotwin I am in the same mental space and I hate it. I used to be so calm and loved my work, and now it stresses me out 24/7…I dream about it so it feels like I’m never away. Tiny things set me off as much as big ones. I have been contemplating anti-anxiety meds, but work is my only anxiety inducer, so I feel like I shouldn’t take meds if I can just leave. But I can’t “just” leave because I have golden handcuffs…six weeks of PTO and the best health insurance I have ever heard of. Ugh. I am so tired of feeling so burned out.
I’m a half day ahead of you guys so it’s already after school on Monday. My random is that my kid busted me when he came home from school. He’s working on some sort of mapping project in school that involves using photos to look at changes. So he decided to use the road in front of our house in the U.S. for the spot on earth he is tracking. He looked up Google map photos of that spot for a 10 year period. Unfortunately, one of the times the Google car drove past our house happened to be right before we moved here (Korea). We moved a bunch of stuff here and packed up a ton to put in storage. My son thinks a bunch of his childhood toys were put into storage. But the truth is, I knew he would be 13 when we moved back to the states and would have forgotten all about his “kid” toys. Or at least that was the plan. So in a mad dash to pack up, I finally said screw it, we’ll put this all out on the curb while DS is staying at grandma’s and when people drive by, they can take what they want. Who would have guessed that would be the day the fucking Google car drove by our house. So my son was in school today, looking at a photo of all his toys that he thought were in storage but were actually out on the curb. Thankfully, they truly were too young for him and he was not as upset as I would have expected. But really, what are the chances?
I have been contemplating anti-anxiety meds, but work is my only anxiety inducer, so I feel like I shouldn’t take meds if I can just leave.
That's backwards: Take the meds so you *can* stay. Once you have landed at a stable point, and the meds are working for you, then decide if you want to leave. Feeling less anxious will let you make that move to something better rather than just away from your current stress.
TBM when I put something in a “safe place”. It is gone for a while. They’ll turn up when you stop looking.
You were right! Sort of. The missing piece from our new trash storage (I posted about that a few days ago) turned up yesterday.
I took a break from looking for the remotes yesterday, but realized that I must have been close at some point, because one fan had the light on, and we haven't used the lights at all, other than checking it out when we installed the fans.
I had a good feeling that they were in a pile of papers/some stuff that was homeless, so I worked on organizing the pile today with the goal of finding them, and there they were.
I had kind of looked there yesterday, and so did DH, but I think one of us must have lifted the corner of the bag with the fan information in it, to look under it, and they fell out the other side. It makes sense that I would have kept the remotes and the paperwork together...well, now it does. lol