@Atomic said in RL Anger:
I think I know this person. I have known them since high school. They have been nothing but good to me, even through rough times and dark places.
I never met the person in question in MU*ing; I know them in-passing from the writing community. (They're more a friend-of-a-friend than someone I know directly.) But they've also always been nothing but pleasant in the interactions we've directly had, and nothing but pleasant to mutual acquaintances in that sphere of life (i.e., writing).
That said, I think people can act very differently in different contexts, and some environments are wildly unhealthy for certain people. We've all seen people who use MU*s as therapy outlets instead of actually seeing a therapist, for instance. Or people who are perfectly nice individuals offline when you meet them face-to-face, but who become aggressive, competitive jerks when you put them into an online gaming context; the sort who would never insult someone to their face, but will scream insults over voice chat in the middle of an Overwatch or Fortnite match. And in those cases, if you remove the person from the situation, their toxicity vanishes.
I suspect maybe MU*ing was one of those cases for this person. Or maybe they've matured in recent years.
Back on topic. As for my own RL anger, why the heck does it feel like my family cannot get a break? Mom wasn't able to stop chemo at the end of the treatment this time; she's going to be on maintenance levels of chemo forever, as while she's on it her levels are down but when she comes off they immediately start to spike back up. Dad's Parkinson's is getting worse and worse. My uncle's on dialysis. My aunt's tendons are going loose and bones are crumbling a bit below the pelvis, making it impossible for her to walk without crutches.
So I've been working with my folks to discuss end-of-life arrangements for mom (we might have her for a few more years, but she wants to have that all squared away—especially after watching how quickly cancer took my writing mentor), and how dad could get cared for as his Parkinson's get worse after mom's eventually gone. Which means they're getting a condo in Phoenix (where my little brother lives) to move there six months out of the year, then they're going to downsize everything in the house up here, sell the house, and buy a condo up here so they have less to take care of.
I have no idea what's going to happen with my aunt; she's not really self-sufficient at this point, whenever she needs to leave the house. Plus, her house is in no way accessible—it literally has four feet of stairs to climb to reach the front porch—and I'm fairly sure she's going to have to move to a wheelchair in the next year. Mom or I have to drive her everywhere now, and while mom's retired, I am not and cannot be on-call during weekdays. If mom and dad are in Phoenix...
Combined with some stressors at work, it's just... a lot. I feel like I'm kind of drowning a bit, and I'm not sure how to alleviate that. I've been distracting myself with GM'ing and writing, but that's maybe not a sustainable method long-term.