Worked yesterday despite fighting the flu and a migraine. Have not taken a sick day since, well I can't even remember. I only go to my dr when I have to in order to refill meds and try to cover any problems I am having then. Even though I was sick, I made it a point to go get a birthday card for my nephew and get some cash from the ATM to put in to drop off at the motel where my younger brother was having a pool party for him. They have either these, skating or bowling every year. He is 8. I think its nice they do this but they pay for everything and so many people and kids come and don't bring a gift or card. Meanwhile I am giving them money left and right and I am home every weekend or working. I stayed long enough to get a hug from my nephew, visit a bit while they ate their pizza, then as I was chilling and achey I left. I told them I was likely going to rest that night and tomm. Well my SIL wanted me to go to nephews BB game. Not only was I not feeling good, I don't do crowds well. She knows this but ignores it. I am now waiting for the guilt trip that she always gives. I really wish extroverted people who have married their childhood sweetheart, have a supportive family, kids and no idea what physical, emotional or sexual abuse is, could cut me some slack. Sorry if this comes across harsh but sometimes I feel like a doormat. :(
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