Extreme heat waves are on the way, along with bush fires. In my part of the world, SE Australia. That means it’s not safe for me to do one of the most important things in my life, hiking. Hiking is the one thing where I can do what I need to do and want to do & it’s good for my health. It’s one of my main coping strategies. In cooler temperatures I can hike 10-30 kms per week. The heatwaves trigger my psychotic symptoms so I’m scared of the summer ahead. Stuck indoors, power outages, no a/c, my pet stressing.
I hate xmas. My family is abusive & full of conflict and arguments every which way. It is at its worst at xmas and I just find the 25th to be a chore at best, at worst it triggers my worst symptoms. The whole month of december the pressure to perform on the 25th mounts. Colleagues, everyone keeps asking, “what are your plans for xmas?” and all I want to reply is candidly, “to survive,” and “I hate xmas,” but instead I act a fake part and say I’m looking forward to spending it with family.
Anyone else find this time of year extra stressful?
I hate the holidays because I just get so darn depressed because I have no family left and I love in an assisted living facility,my family knows that I am here but choose to not get in touch with me. I have a grandson that I only have seen pictures of.It vs so hard because I just get so lonely.
It’s just a bad time of year for me. It brings back a lot of memories and emotions from my childhood where poverty and physical/sexual abuse featured prominently. Since meeting my wife it has been contaminated to the point of ruin by her friggin’ parents who, frankly, I don’t want in my life. I’d love to spend one Xmas in Ireland, but my current heart problems won’t allow it – no one will sell me travel medical insurance that I need and I don’t dare go without.
Christmas is a hit and miss with me. When my dad was a drunkard I remember Christmas with him passed out on the living room recliner with only his underwear on. He’s been sober for seven years now so things are a little better. That wasn’t the worst to happen to me but it still sucked. But at family events I’m expected to be seen and the less heard, the better. I’d rather smoke a good cigar in peace and watch the snow fall by a candle with a warm blanket on.
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