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My mate is trying to cure himself of a big UC flare without anyone's help, and he has little flares about once a week. I am trying to figure out ways for my mate and I to co-exist when he gets to the point of uncontrolled explosive anger just by my being around. It makes me feel worse than seen but not heard, not even seen. But, I came up with the idea of installing a privacy curtain across the living room that could be drawn or retracted at will to allow us more private space when we wanted it. He blew up when I told him about it. He accused me of not standing the sight of him.
I've been trying lately to give him lots more alone time and personal space, but now if in the same room I gaze at him because I don't know he's not up to it, he accuses me of judging him, even if I tell him I look just because I miss him, or I want to see how he is doing. I know he is in some agonizing pain.
But the pain has gotten to the point of basically removing me from any space he currently occupies in our home. And he consistently uses very loud angry tones to shut me up that the neighbors have heard.
This has been going on sporadically since before we moved here, but I think our neighbors have been hearing him yell at me since we first got here a year and a half ago. We live in an urban neighborhood where each home is on a half-acre, deep lots with houses closer together than maybe necessary.
I believe that I can depend on another human being to help me when I am sick. My mate makes it abundantly clear he wants no help, and then he will ask me to do a favor.
I think I have PTSD from being yelled at, and I am enduring an impossible situation, regardless of my friendship and love bond. I speak to him so calmly most of the time, with optimism, enthusiasm, and encouragement, but it seems the nicer I am to him, the more he sees me as an enemy.
Duh, I am not perfect. I've been under lots of stress from excessive neighborhood noise. It was a huge mistake to try to problem solve with him about it. I think I caused him stress. I could have kept this problem to myself, found another outlet for it. But now it doesn't matter anymore because we can no longer have any kind of conversation without the possibility of my mate misunderstanding me and blowing up.
Caretakers out there, I am prepared to be one in the future but being yelled at every day does not sound like a good idea. Any words of wisdom? I know, I am living with Eeyore who has a nail up his ass.
I've been trying lately to give him lots more alone time and personal space, but now if in the same room I gaze at him because I don't know he's not up to it, he accuses me of judging him, even if I tell him I look just because I miss him, or I want to see how he is doing. I know he is in some agonizing pain.
But the pain has gotten to the point of basically removing me from any space he currently occupies in our home. And he consistently uses very loud angry tones to shut me up that the neighbors have heard.
This has been going on sporadically since before we moved here, but I think our neighbors have been hearing him yell at me since we first got here a year and a half ago. We live in an urban neighborhood where each home is on a half-acre, deep lots with houses closer together than maybe necessary.
I believe that I can depend on another human being to help me when I am sick. My mate makes it abundantly clear he wants no help, and then he will ask me to do a favor.
I think I have PTSD from being yelled at, and I am enduring an impossible situation, regardless of my friendship and love bond. I speak to him so calmly most of the time, with optimism, enthusiasm, and encouragement, but it seems the nicer I am to him, the more he sees me as an enemy.
Duh, I am not perfect. I've been under lots of stress from excessive neighborhood noise. It was a huge mistake to try to problem solve with him about it. I think I caused him stress. I could have kept this problem to myself, found another outlet for it. But now it doesn't matter anymore because we can no longer have any kind of conversation without the possibility of my mate misunderstanding me and blowing up.
Caretakers out there, I am prepared to be one in the future but being yelled at every day does not sound like a good idea. Any words of wisdom? I know, I am living with Eeyore who has a nail up his ass.