my own life is stressful enough
I really have enough trouble trying to sanely balance my many tasks at work, the social aspects of work, buying a house, and attempting to have a life – I really can’t afford to be wasting effort on other peoples’ crap. It’s one thing if I have overextended myself, clearly that can only be my own fault. But I can’t stand when other people have issues and the results of those issues piss all over my life.
If you bit off more than you can chew and you have to manage people, be adult enough to admit it. Don’t make their lives harder because of your lack of management ability and your pride. Fess up, admit you need help – don’t throw up roadblocks or distractions to compensate… I just stresses everyone out and wastes precious cycles trying to compensate for or deal with your issues.
Unfortunately, not all stress points can be told to go away. Sometimes they are like persistent cancers that can’t be politely extracted, and sadly amputation is the only option. One such situation is so stressful it actually makes me physically ill. It has been so long and drawn out that about half my day is spent processing and trying to ignore the whole situation.
Add to those two stresses any little crap in between, and you’re looking at any number of potential straws-that-broke-the-camel’s-back. That means the super extra additional stress of trying not to have everything all cave in around me. I’m seriously considering prescription drugs to deal with it, but that just means more work to do.
Something’s really gotta give – in a good direction.