Hi all -
I'm new here and just starting journaling. I'm pretty overwhelmed with emotions (I'm not often a very emotional person.) It's distracting me from work I ought to do.
I was wondering whether telling you stuff might help somehow. I hope that's ok.
So, the story is: Sometime in my teens there was a formal dinner at my parents'. I was pretty ill that day but was at the dinner table. I think I may have been in bed but came out to have dinner (I don't really remember the details.) Anyway, at some point (probably between courses) I was too exhausted to continue sitting. I think I asked whether it would be okay for me to lie down on the sofa for a bit. And my father completely exploded. I was super shocked and confused as his reaction came out of the blue. I think I had asked politely; and it any case, reacting like that was embarrassing him in front of his dinner guests. It was a really unexpected response. Like, if he found anything in what I said objectionable, he could for example calmly have asked my to go lie in my bed instead.
Dunno what happened there (this is twenty years later); there must have been other stresses in his life. I still get shocked and tearful when I think of that incident though.
(If you are curious as to how it panned out - my mom defended me and I did rest on the sofa for a while.)
I just don't know what to make of it. And I don't know how to process it. I clearly haven't all these years. Can you help me somehow? Any thoughts?
Thank you.
My parents are still alive but very much not good to talk to about emotional things.
I'm new here and just starting journaling. I'm pretty overwhelmed with emotions (I'm not often a very emotional person.) It's distracting me from work I ought to do.
I was wondering whether telling you stuff might help somehow. I hope that's ok.
So, the story is: Sometime in my teens there was a formal dinner at my parents'. I was pretty ill that day but was at the dinner table. I think I may have been in bed but came out to have dinner (I don't really remember the details.) Anyway, at some point (probably between courses) I was too exhausted to continue sitting. I think I asked whether it would be okay for me to lie down on the sofa for a bit. And my father completely exploded. I was super shocked and confused as his reaction came out of the blue. I think I had asked politely; and it any case, reacting like that was embarrassing him in front of his dinner guests. It was a really unexpected response. Like, if he found anything in what I said objectionable, he could for example calmly have asked my to go lie in my bed instead.
Dunno what happened there (this is twenty years later); there must have been other stresses in his life. I still get shocked and tearful when I think of that incident though.
(If you are curious as to how it panned out - my mom defended me and I did rest on the sofa for a while.)
I just don't know what to make of it. And I don't know how to process it. I clearly haven't all these years. Can you help me somehow? Any thoughts?
Thank you.
My parents are still alive but very much not good to talk to about emotional things.