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Edited on Fri Jul-10-09 03:21 PM by EFerrari
My brother is downstairs working on the other unit and he took it into his head to replant the flower boxes in front of the building.
I have three miracle roses there. They're been growing in a foot of dirt for about five years. I asked him to let me do the refurbishing because I didn't want the roses out. Mom told him not to tear out the roses. This morning I went down stairs and the boxes had all been replanted and the corpses of my roses were on the driveway with their feet sticking up in the air.
And in their place, he planted pretty but fragile annuals that are going to die on the next hot day.
I tried to find Gene and couldn't. Called my poor mother and raved for about five minutes, probably scaring every bird for a five mile radius. Came back upstairs and was ill. It's taken almost an hour for me to try to get my breathing back to normal.
Rosie called him and told him to put them back. Right. If he didn't protect the roots on the way out, that will be a big waste of time. Plus he doesn't know anything about planting roses. I'm too angry to talk to either of them right now because I'll just start yelling again and there's been enough of that for one day. So, I guess I'll sit here while he puts them back in the ground.
The thing is, my brother is ADD. He doesn't process stuff that you tell him very readily sometimes. He didn't set out to ignore what I said or what Rosie said or to hurt my feelings or to ruin my roses. My brother wouldn't hurt anyone on purpose, ever.
But the problem is, the consensus is, I shouldn't get angry about these incidents when they happen, either. I'm pretty sure this "but, don't get angry" rule is one of the reasons I developed panic attacks in my 20s. There was a strong pre-disposition but it's likely that this "don't get angry" imperative upped the probability that I would develop panic attacks.
I feel a little stupid for caring about this so much. And a little sad, too, because you'd think by our age, we'd have figured out how to manage this shit.
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