Here's an example: In the summer we booked a club holiday to Egypt in order to recharge our batteries. We had just moved, our kids needed to be looked after during the holidays and we had to work all at the same time. (Yes, I know it happens, but we did need a holiday)
The first few days were fab. Apart from a photographer who kept taking our photos (I have a stupid problem here in that I hate having my photo taken).
He was nice enough, but he kept on turning up and ruining the peace with his damn photos and stupid talk.
Then one evening a much older guy (he was okay, old-fashioned, not really our cup of tea, but the kids quite liked him) took a fancy to us and asked us
every evening after that if he could join us for dinner. Somehow we couldn't turn him down; he was lonely and it seemed unfriendly to turn him away with an excuse. Plus the tables didn't exactly belong to us exclusively. But of course we had to mind out P's and Q's, make intelligent conversation, which when I am really tired, I find very hard to do.
He would then spend the entire night with us, joined by a really nice couple, thank god!
I was okay with this for a few evenings actually until the photographer came along and this older guy was very rude to him, and made a racist comment.
After that, I found it hard to cope spending several more evening in his company and became resentful and even more drained. And bored. We couldn't focus on each other as a family at all, which was the whole point of the holiday.
My husband found him a little tiresome, but wasn't so drained. The guy was lonely and had recently suffered the loss of his brother, father and a recent divorce.
He wasn't looking for sympathy just companionship. I mean I would never presume on other people like that, especially much younger ones, but was I draining myself with feeling resentful and ? My husband and kids weren't as bothered as me.
The days were great, scuba diving, swimming, napping by the pool, etc, except my eldest daughter was having enormous psychological problems at the time.
The last day there, we had to vacate our room, and I hid in the lobby (childishly?) to escape the photographer and the elderly gentleman.
Anyway, I left feeling more tired than ever, and had a stomping cold. Due to a bad attitude?
Should we ideally always be in a position to help others? I am very confused on this issue!
I welcome any comments, insights, your own experiences, as this situation seems to crop up now and again. I also read Scarlet's thread, where she mentioned a teacher talking her to death...
The first few days were fab. Apart from a photographer who kept taking our photos (I have a stupid problem here in that I hate having my photo taken).
He was nice enough, but he kept on turning up and ruining the peace with his damn photos and stupid talk.
Then one evening a much older guy (he was okay, old-fashioned, not really our cup of tea, but the kids quite liked him) took a fancy to us and asked us
every evening after that if he could join us for dinner. Somehow we couldn't turn him down; he was lonely and it seemed unfriendly to turn him away with an excuse. Plus the tables didn't exactly belong to us exclusively. But of course we had to mind out P's and Q's, make intelligent conversation, which when I am really tired, I find very hard to do.
He would then spend the entire night with us, joined by a really nice couple, thank god!
I was okay with this for a few evenings actually until the photographer came along and this older guy was very rude to him, and made a racist comment.
After that, I found it hard to cope spending several more evening in his company and became resentful and even more drained. And bored. We couldn't focus on each other as a family at all, which was the whole point of the holiday.
My husband found him a little tiresome, but wasn't so drained. The guy was lonely and had recently suffered the loss of his brother, father and a recent divorce.
He wasn't looking for sympathy just companionship. I mean I would never presume on other people like that, especially much younger ones, but was I draining myself with feeling resentful and ? My husband and kids weren't as bothered as me.
The days were great, scuba diving, swimming, napping by the pool, etc, except my eldest daughter was having enormous psychological problems at the time.
The last day there, we had to vacate our room, and I hid in the lobby (childishly?) to escape the photographer and the elderly gentleman.
Anyway, I left feeling more tired than ever, and had a stomping cold. Due to a bad attitude?
Should we ideally always be in a position to help others? I am very confused on this issue!
I welcome any comments, insights, your own experiences, as this situation seems to crop up now and again. I also read Scarlet's thread, where she mentioned a teacher talking her to death...