BelovedAunt
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I'm in need of a bit of advice from my new friends here on this forum.
This afternoon my sister brought her daughter over to my house so that she could go out and do a little Christmas shopping alone. I always look forward to my niece's visits as she is often the only person I feel comfortable interacting with. They have become especially special to me in the months following my divorce, which is probably partly down to my sister's reluctance to let me see my niece.
Anyway, as I had posted elsewhere here today, I was feeling pretty, pretty, pretty good about this afternoon. I was feeling positive and really quite confident, to the extent where I was planning on taking my niece to the park for the very first time.
Things were going well; we had lunch (I make the best cheese and ham toastie, according to my niece's culinary expertise lol) and watched some DVD's and drew some pictures together. It was nice and we were preparing to go to the park when the telephone started ringing. I really don't like talking on the phone - I'm very aware of the sound of my own voice and become quite agitated when the phone goes. I could feel my palms become hot and sweaty and my facial twitch began to play up.
Of course my niece, as observational as any other four year-old, noticed this and asked me why I wasn't answering the telephone. I told her that sometimes it is best not to answer a call you are not expecting (especially if it turns out to be one of those foreign types), because you never know what kind of person can be on the other end of the phone. The incident spoiled the good feeling and we decided not to go to the park.
Anyway, when my sister returned from her shopping trip to pick up my niece, she asked how the day had went. Quite innocently, my niece told her why we didn't go to the park and my sister - who has never understood or accepted my condition - tore into me, accusing me of being "consumed by hysterical paranoia" and telling me to "go and see a f**king doctor". She said that she wouldn't be allowing me to fill my niece's head with my "unsociable bulls**t" and so wont be letting her visit me again.
I don't know what to do. This is exactly the type of thing that used to happen before mother's death.
Someone please help tell me how I should deal with my sister. I really don't think that I could handle not seeing my niece again.
This afternoon my sister brought her daughter over to my house so that she could go out and do a little Christmas shopping alone. I always look forward to my niece's visits as she is often the only person I feel comfortable interacting with. They have become especially special to me in the months following my divorce, which is probably partly down to my sister's reluctance to let me see my niece.
Anyway, as I had posted elsewhere here today, I was feeling pretty, pretty, pretty good about this afternoon. I was feeling positive and really quite confident, to the extent where I was planning on taking my niece to the park for the very first time.
Things were going well; we had lunch (I make the best cheese and ham toastie, according to my niece's culinary expertise lol) and watched some DVD's and drew some pictures together. It was nice and we were preparing to go to the park when the telephone started ringing. I really don't like talking on the phone - I'm very aware of the sound of my own voice and become quite agitated when the phone goes. I could feel my palms become hot and sweaty and my facial twitch began to play up.
Of course my niece, as observational as any other four year-old, noticed this and asked me why I wasn't answering the telephone. I told her that sometimes it is best not to answer a call you are not expecting (especially if it turns out to be one of those foreign types), because you never know what kind of person can be on the other end of the phone. The incident spoiled the good feeling and we decided not to go to the park.
Anyway, when my sister returned from her shopping trip to pick up my niece, she asked how the day had went. Quite innocently, my niece told her why we didn't go to the park and my sister - who has never understood or accepted my condition - tore into me, accusing me of being "consumed by hysterical paranoia" and telling me to "go and see a f**king doctor". She said that she wouldn't be allowing me to fill my niece's head with my "unsociable bulls**t" and so wont be letting her visit me again.
I don't know what to do. This is exactly the type of thing that used to happen before mother's death.
Someone please help tell me how I should deal with my sister. I really don't think that I could handle not seeing my niece again.