I had a plumber this weekend to carry out a small repair job. They fitted an incorrect part and when then had left I noticed there was water leaking on the floor.
I called the office and they sent him back but he clearly wasn’t happy, told me that they would now be late to their other jobs and that his boss wouldn’t be happy. All I could hear was tools being dropped on the tiled floor.
I was on the verge of tears, kept apologising trying to appease him even though I had actually done nothing wrong. I hate confrontation and will try to keep the peace at all costs. I’m really not sure when I became so weak and such a pushover, I didn’t used to be like this.
When he left, I just cried.
I already suffer with various mental health issues, anxiety being one of them with chronic overthinking. I have been prescribed Sertraline before but had to stop taking it as I couldn’t manage the side effects whilst working. So had a few sessions of talking therapy instead. My problems stem from my childhood, always feeling the need to be perfect and good enough, not wanting to disappoint or anger my parents.
My house is my safe space and my escape from the world. I don’t really like visitors including trades people but obviously this isn’t always preventable.
The job still isn’t correct and I’ve been sat here worrying and overthinking, my mind instantly goes to the worse case scenario. To me, a small leak turns into a disaster such as the floor collapsing. And now I’ve got to ring the company again and ask someone to come back.
I’ve heard the expression “Anxiety is the thief of joy.” And how true that is, when instead of enjoying life I’m turning potential scenarios that may never happen around in my head.
Can anyone relate to this and how do you cope?