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Merry Fucking Christmas

k had a really bad day with regards to her anxiety. During dinner at a restaurant she had several panic attacks. She was really good all day about telling everyone what she was feeling and everyone was very supportive. She was especially clear about this at dinner time (in a mature and tactful way). Major kudos to k for being open and honest.

After we got home from dinner, k was on the newly installed toilet which is in the laundry/boiler/etc. room. Guy and father-in-law needed a broom that was in the room k is in. Because they thought it was funny they began to knock on the door and tell k to let them in. The knocking and telling turned into pound and yelling. Finally, Guy found a way to unlock the door and opened it...

k yelled at them, standing up for herself like I've never seen. They finally realized that perhaps they had gone too far. By the time Dana got back into our bedroom she was sobbing. Everyone in the house knows she had been pushed way over the edge and is walking on eggshells.

I'm furious and am even more ready to leave than I was before. I'm pissed that those two are so clueless as to not have even considered that k was possibly in a fragile state. Even if k was completely stable, what they did was rude and violated her space. I'm mostly angry with Guy because he always goes too far, is always freakin' annoying, and never thinks through his actions.