Stop. Pause. Breathe. Option. Repeat until calm and clear headed.

Releasing those feelings will help you feel less and be more business mind focused in the moment.

Keep releasing, venting!

That is a strong comment at the end of your post 'where you said, you tried calling your aunt but she did not answer the phone, you were hoping she was dead.'

One thing I can say is please do not let hatred take over you like that. Just stay away from her.

yup, when i start wishing people dead, it's time to reach for my psychotherapy toolbox. you ready to tape a picture of auntie dearest to my punching bag?

gentle empathy on the shipping and supply frustrations. those seem to be running rampant these days. the new normals of coronaville suck. i miss the old normal.

I was so angry this morning. Two weeks ago, I did a lot for my Aunt. And when she called me about her phone, I got pissed. I have spent countless hours trying to resolve this issue. I hate going to Walmart. It's too big. Of course, they did not have the phone I needed. I was going to throw in the towel but then I remembered that another store close by sells them. I lucked out. Prayed for patience with my Aunt and the phone people. Waited for a call back for an hour or more. I insisted on getting the new phone set up even though they needed info that I didn't have. Finally got the phone set up. Was starving so I stopped and got a sandwich and went and did my shopping. I am home now. As much as that woman gets on my last nerve, she is special to me and I'm glad that she's not dead.

My aunt called this morning and I thought she was calling to thank me for setting up her new phone. I was feeling good about having done that. But no, she was having a freak out session because she doesn't understand the new phone she called it names that I can't put here. Her home health aide came and she was biting her head off about it. I almost had a panic attack. My aunt is begging me to come back. How much can I take?

my surprise is that you are surprised, greeneyes. did you really expect the leopard change it's spots?

yay you for spotting your limit before that panic attack occurred. in my own dealings with mentally ill people, i try to have a similar set of coping tools in place before i even attempt to help them. if only the helping was as easy as the tolerance rhetoric makes it sound. well, just it all. . .

steadying support while you discover your own limits.

She can be very grateful and thankful. She is mentally ill. She's had me mad and upset since last Thursday. She had been in a rehab and they gave her two shots, two weeks apart. They told her it was for TB. Somehow, she turned it into Covid shots. I finally called the rehab and found out the truth. She makes things up in her head. She frustrates the heck out of heck out of me. I just changed health insurance and may not be able to continue therapy. Thanks for all of your input to my posts and everyone else's posts.

Newsflash: My Aunt called and apologized! I feel better. Now my cat is driving me crazy! Not kidding! He needs to be fixed.