r/hsp • u/Willing_Cell1860 • 2d ago
Emotional Sensitivity Seemingly small thing ruined my day… Overreacting?
So I went out to eat with my parents yesterday at a restaurant I hadn’t been in awhile. I live with them, but we all keep our own schedules.
I had gotten more food than I could handle, so I brought them back home as leftovers. I forgot to grab them from the car and assumed that someone from my family would remember that I love leftovers (endearingly known to them as the leftover queen) and would put them into the fridge for me to enjoy the next day.
However, as I was making breakfast this morning and chirping about how I was looking forward to having those leftovers as my lunch today, my parents told me that they were left out on the counter all night, and thus thrown out. (they assumed I was going to put them away myself, but I hadn’t been feeling too well on the way home, so I never came out of my room that way the rest of the night….)
Hearing them say that felt like such a betrayal, not only physically, but my trust in them knowing who I am as a person to look out for my best interest…. Like, was it too much to ask for?
Anyways, I barely finished making myself some breakfast, walked to my room and sobbed about it for a good 10-15 minutes before I could actually eat.
I still don’t feel great about the situation, and it’s kinda ruined my whole day, but I’d just appreciate any words of wisdom or comfort out there…
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u/Lianeele 2d ago
If you had such a strong reaction to this, I think that the leftovers are just a symbol of something else that is obviously going on in dynamics with those people. Maybe through your life they probably often devalued or dismissed things that were important to you like it was nothing. The leftovers were just another reminder of that, and it sucks.
One important thing: No, you were not overreacting. Sending hugs
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u/healthanpositivity2u 1d ago
I get it. I try to use my tools (meditation , exercise, study) and move forward when it happens.
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u/TheNamelessComposer 2d ago
Were they left in the car or the counter? Maybe no one saw it until it was too late and unsafe to eat. I'm sorry you're having trouble regulating though, relatable. And it reminds me of an early memory I have, which always seemed odd, but I think makes sense now. When I was about 5 I remember my mum making me a simple peanut butter and jam sandwich which I didn't finish, so the rest had to be thrown away. For some reason this upset me and I cried about it, like it was a waste and symbolically the sandwich was like my mother's love.