I think most of us understand. Ironically, I just endured a "visit" from my sister. I am a person who welcomes all visitors, given advance notice. I didn't get it. She called the night before, announcing her arrival the next morning for an extended visit. She KNOWS that I am in HELL right now, unable to host anyone. I should have said "NO...this isn't a good time for me".
Yet she KNOWS this...doesn't care. She came in with all of her gear (which she expected me to unload) because she doesn't need to "lift". Huh? I'm practically crawling to survive...Do ya wanna ride? She was constantly complaining of her poor health and her "can't do attitude" (helplessness). She was needy and demanding, all while whining "You don't have to do that". Huh? Who else was going to "do that"?
Meanwhile, I look like a "walker"...unable to eat, sleep or poop...literally...clawing my flesh throughout night sweats and near nervous breakdown. The Fentanyl patch I am trying is not easing my pain. I cry out in pain when I MOVE. I am usually a master of the happy face facade...until I was plagued with Shingles. My tolerance level was 0, so my pain and frustration was evident. Honestly, she NEVER even asked how I (or my DH) was feeling. She was self-obsessed with her "ailments", yet presented with a hearty appetite and a need to be catered to and entertained.
She is FAR better off physically than I've been in YEARS. I refuse to be defined by my pain and health issues. I do not seek sympathy, especially from my family. I have the lowest of expectations for their "empathy", yet continue to be disappointed.
I can feel EXACTLY what you're feeling. This same sister has said such heartless things to me over the years. She once told me that Motrin was all anyone needed for pain. Huh? All of my teeth are porcelain crowns, yet I have pain from bone loss in my face. She asked me why I didn't just have all of my teeth pulled, get dentures and forget about it? Huh?
Stay STRONG as best you can. We're here for each other.
~~Dixie