Unsolicited advice

why does it put my back up

Charles and I are slowly recovering from Covid. We are doing well. Mostly it’s brain fog and fatigue at this point. Well-meaning people are offering all kinds of advice. I have never been great about receiving advice. I don’t get why I am like this. I know that it is a caring thing to do, to offer advice, but it’s like…i want to tell them why their advice won’t work for me in my situation. I bite my lip usually. Sometimes I can’t help myself and offer a reply other than thank you. I should always just say thank you.

But what I’d really prefer instead of unsolicited advice in response to some bad situation or experience I’m going through is either a) nothing or b) a request such as “what can I do to help”” or “what do you need?”

The problem with unsolicited advice is that the person doing the advising doesn’t’ really know the recipient’s situation, life, limitations, needs. I often feel like a bitch because I don’t respond appropriately to kindness. So I feel bitchy when I don’t like getting unsolicited advice.

Of course the best way not to get unsolicited advice is to not share yr life story on social media. And yet, i feel the need to share what I’m going through, and I always like to know what’s going on with the people I care about. Sometimes social media is the only way I can find out.

We can’t control how people react to what we say or do. So no need to sweat it either way; I’m more interested in why I fucking hate unsolicited advice.

Life with Covid while also trying to lead a frugal life is a new challenge, one I may write about some day. I’m getting less muzzy headed though, thankfully.

PS: what do i need now? mostly just not having to answer e-mails with this brain fog/tired. nobody can do my laundry or take out the garbage. sigh.