Coping Capacity
For the most part, I am able to cope with everyday life. It's when something does not go as planned or becomes too complex to comprehend at the time. I can quickly unravel and find myself yelling and swearing, slamming stuff around, stomping through the room or my RV. I shake and shudder, convinced I will never be able to figure something out. I turn ugly to the person on the phone I might be trying to sort something out with. So my coping capacity is minimal. I can manage my everyday life in that I can feed, clothe, bathe, medicate without any real issues. If I have to do anything with paperwork, particularly related to work, I unravel like a cheap suit hooked on a car door. If I can make a quick exit, that is usually my choice, but often I feel trapped and so whoever is close by will get it, whether it's the checkout girl, the person on the end of the phone, or someone who cut me off in the car. Being scolded is another. I had hauled my sewing machine and all the stuff I was...