@Sister I think that being stoic generally in life is what might’ve got me here. These days, I say things like: Sorry baby but you can’t have a play date this Friday cos I have surgery (in front of the friend’s grandma that I don’t know); No I can’t do that (whatever I was asked to do then surprised annoyance when I refused) because I told you my fingers are weak from the meds!!; I know our kids want a play date and I would love to provide that, but I’m really tired these days from all the treatment and meds from bc I had earlier on this year; I can’t come to the pool because I’m knackered. Just go without me this time or stay home; There’s no way I’m making dinner tonight. If you’re hungry make yourself a sandwich; Sorry, what was your name again? I can’t remember cos I have a lot of brain fog; (to GP) Yes, I need my medical certificate extended cos I’m tired all the time and my fingers are numb, so I don’t really feel like being a slave to some company that doesn’t appreciate me yet; I’m not complaining, I’m stating a fact!!!
And the list goes on. Stoic no more. If someone accuses me of whingeing these days, they get the famous ‘Mon Glare’ that they know they’re better off without.
I do my best but I have my limits, and if people aren’t happy with that they can ... .
Vent away my dear, and let’s be more vocal so we can stop being walked all over just to avoid hearing “Geez you complain a lot” 🙄.
Hugs Xx