IKR? I’m actually blogging! WTF?? :)
Today’s post is about some realisations I’ve had and more about the iPad goodness. First up, insights.
I’ve realised that I have no patience for scaredy cat types. People who are fraught with anxiety put me off in a bad way. I’ve known this forever, but I was thinking about it and I think the reason is that I’m so NOT afraid of anything. I tried to make a list of things that scare me and couldn’t get past one thing. (I’m not telling what it is.) That and typically people who are anxiety ridden won’t respond to logic or solutions to their situations which is irritating to a logical, solution finding person like me.
When dealing with an anxious person, I find myself frantically trying to offer solutions and comforting logic, only to be rebuffed or ignored. This pisses me off even though I understand intellectually that it is not me, it’s them. It makes me feel ineffectual and therefore I tend to take a step back from the whole thing – which could end up making the anxiety ridden individual feel abandoned. Which is ironic since I dealt with abandonment issues when I was young and gave a shit about such tripe. (I’ve dealt with it and moved on to other issues, which is another thing that pisses me off: when people can’t move past their own crap. Just DEAL WITH IT already or find a workaround. Gods.)
Nonetheless, I’ve realised that my logic and solutions probably seem cold and unhelpful to an anxiety ridden person since all they really want is someone to cuddle them. It seems like that is what they want? I have no idea since I’m not that way. At all. EVER. With being afraid OR cuddles. ::shrug:: (And don’t confuse my bouts of Fear and Loathing™ with anxiety. They are about depression and frustration.)
All I want to convey is that I’m doing my best to be helpful. So at least be aware of that if you are the anxiety ridden and I’m trying to be helpful. Since I have no experience with anxiety, I’m really working blind, here, so cut me some slack. Thanks.
And now: iPad2 goodness! I love it. It’s a bit large and will take some getting used to when carrying it around, but ultimately it’s worth it. I may actually have to get a BIG PURSE (gasp!) to lug the thing around in. It’s big and kinda heavy, but it does everything I need a device to do, so I am very happy with it. Kate and Stormy will be happy to know I’ll be in the BIG PURSE club with them soon. :)
Welp, enough blather. I gots shit to do! Like choose a different font for this site. The one I’m using is too tight and the spaces disappear, making all the sentences run together. Can’t have that!
Happy New Year to everyone! Be safe!
I grew up with tons and tons of anxiety. I was prescribed Xanax for anxiety when I was 18 or 19. Somewhere in my mid-20s, my give-a-damn broke. I tell people this and they think I’m kidding, but I’m so not. I just hit a point where I was sick and tired of being scared, so I decided to not be. Anyway, while I still struggle with depression, I’ve never really had anxiety again like i used to. Will I ever again have it? It’s possible. Who knows? JJ has tons of anxiety now. My approach with him is not unlike yours. It isn’t that people with anxiety want to be cuddled and coddled, per se. My dads approach to anxiety (which both my mom and I have struggled with) is also not unlike yours. While someone with anxiety may not like hearing a logical solution to a problem, they are likely not ignoring you or rebuffing you or taking great offense to what you say. They KNOW there is a logical solution, but it isn’t always as easy as just “doing it.” it’s kind of like telling a depressed person to just man up and get over it.
Yes, I know this intellectually, but I still feel frustrated by anxious people. I know it’s the very nature of anxiety to keep the sufferer from acting. I am happy that at least I can just step back rather than let MY reaction get involved making things worse. I try very hard to just SHUT IT rather than keep pushing an anxious person. I hope I succeed in *that* at least, even if I don’t do much to help them.
Word. Most people who are not anxious are probably frustrated by people who are. So it’s all good! :)
I’m frustrated by people who whine about stuff that could be easily resolved, and yet refuse to resolve it. Mundane specific example: “I have a headache.” “Have you taken anything for it?” “No.” Well, why the hell not?!? THAT drives me nuts. And hypochondriacs. LOL.