My parents have left this morning and I've promptly eaten a tube of Pringles and a litre tub of ice cream (with added chocolate sprinkles) as recovery. I'm starting to feel better.
I love them, they aren't bad parents, and they try to be very supportive of me. I just find it difficult to spend much time with them. And they want me to visit them more, which would massively add to my holiday stress both with expenses and time. But then they are, and my mother especially is, getting really quite old and I feel guilty about not having the mental and physical energy to deal with them.
On another topic, I was messaging with a guy from the other site. He's overseas and I have no interest in anything romantic or sexual, but he'd asked me for some help with a personal matter so I'd stepped into a service top role. Then he stopped messaging. As he wasn't a part of my daily life, I wasn't particularly concerned - that is until I sent a message using WhatsApp and lo and behold, just one grey tick. He wasn't even getting my messages. Now, first, he's in a Muslim country and just having that profile could be punished, and in this day and age of Covid, that could also have been an issue. All in all, I was quite concerned.
He'd told me that another alt site person was a very good friend so I messaged her. Within a couple of hours I'd heard from him, so whew, he's alive. But he said he thinks his wife blocked me on his WhatsApp because she can access his phone, but he was perplexed since he had already told her about me. He said he's going to talk with her about what she's found so challenging since he was under the impression she was fine with him messaging me and others.
BUT, there's still the issue that he hadn't told me that she could access his phone on a whim and read enough that she opted to block me without telling him. I feel quite violated about that, plus of course I was genuinely worried about him. I hadn't sent him anything particularly personal about me, but I'm still miffed in learning that our conversations were effectively never private since he knew the entire time that his wife might check his phone.
Whilst Adam and I know how to access each other's phones, the only reason we would is in a genuine emergency. And NOT to read message history.
It's been sort of useful that Puck has had days of festival management while I've been dealing with parents, but we got to talk for about 20 mins and it made me appreciate our mundane lives and our regular routine.
Today, I'm still in recovery mode. Tomorrow, I have a bunch of other stuff to deal with. Right now...a nap sounds good. I hope I can sleep.