Bucky'sAngel
Bronze Member
Forgive me if this is in the wrong place, I am still learning about this forum.
It's not news to anyone that the holidays are stressful for everyone, but how about those of us who have had traumas around the holidays?
Three years ago, a huge misunderstanding occurred between my grown son and I simply cannot shake it. I foolishly posted something on social media which was completely misunderstood. It really wasn't inflammatory, but my son completely exploded and called me on the phone, screaming, calling me names, and badgering me about what I had said. That was followed by a phone call from my grown daughter who continued the tirade. What followed was several days of angry phone calls.
Although time has healed some of it, for some reason I am having flashbacks again. I take that back, I think I know why I may be triggered. Thanksgiving is being held at my son's home tomorrow, and my husband and I are more than welcome (my son's words), but it seems that I am always the last to know what exactly the plans are, and I have to chase him down to get the details. He is the perfect, gracious host to everyone and considerate to even those relatives that he doesn't care for. I simply feel like I am the afterthought, and don't get at least a little bit of respect from him.
I don't dare say anything to him for fear of getting exploded upon again.
Thank you for listening, and any suggestions are welcome.
It's not news to anyone that the holidays are stressful for everyone, but how about those of us who have had traumas around the holidays?
Three years ago, a huge misunderstanding occurred between my grown son and I simply cannot shake it. I foolishly posted something on social media which was completely misunderstood. It really wasn't inflammatory, but my son completely exploded and called me on the phone, screaming, calling me names, and badgering me about what I had said. That was followed by a phone call from my grown daughter who continued the tirade. What followed was several days of angry phone calls.
Although time has healed some of it, for some reason I am having flashbacks again. I take that back, I think I know why I may be triggered. Thanksgiving is being held at my son's home tomorrow, and my husband and I are more than welcome (my son's words), but it seems that I am always the last to know what exactly the plans are, and I have to chase him down to get the details. He is the perfect, gracious host to everyone and considerate to even those relatives that he doesn't care for. I simply feel like I am the afterthought, and don't get at least a little bit of respect from him.
I don't dare say anything to him for fear of getting exploded upon again.
Thank you for listening, and any suggestions are welcome.