Why do people put on The Truman Show for us?

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It's like they're afraid of telling us the truth because they think we're going to freak out.

It's hard sometimes to tell if people act like this because they are trying to convince us of what ever it is they're trying to pass off as the truth, or trying to convince themselves.

My family was always way too over protective that way, I was 14 when I found out that I had an older sister that was
born with Downs Syndrome, I felt so left out and unimportant, I sort of wondered what everyone was hiding from me.

I feel like people are putting on a show for me to avoid having to "deal with my antics."

that movie triggered some pretty severe paranoia in me.

Does nobody else feel like they're being "babysat" all the time?

My family is odd. My parents live over three hours away from me and my mother will do things like call me at 9am (knowing I am not a morning person or a person who enjoys the phone) to yell at me about how I need medication because I am crazy and then go on about how she is worried about my soul and then tell me how her aa sponsor died and no one called her and then he will sob on the phone for ten minutes before saying, "Oh, I have to pee... take care sweetie". But she had a tumor removed a few years ago and no one bothered to tell me about it until the day of her surgery because they were afraid it would upset me. WTF...

My husband has also neglect to tell me things until the last possible moment because he did not want to upset me. He knows I loathe things being suddenly forced on me. I need prep time. How is this helping me? I have no clue. He has also left out details that he thought might upset me regarding this or that... that ends up pissing me off in the end as well. I hate it when people give me kid treatment like they are doing me some kind of favor. If something is going to upset me, it will upset me. If you give me kid treatment and hide things from me and I find out about it... my upset becomes a creature much uglier than upset. One would think they would prefer my upset to the thing that is behind door number two, but sadly this is not always the way it goes.

When I was 19 my mother was examined for cancer. I was in school when she went to the doctor's appointment and was examined, so I had no idea. She told me later, after she had gotten the result of the test. Because she didn't wanna scare me.

I bet this happens to normal people too. When my mom was in her 20's, her nephew was having problems and he had to go to the hospital and all, well her dad never told her he was that sick and didn't tell her he had to go to the hospital. She didn't find out until she had a conflict with her sister. They were talking and she said "How's Mark doing?" and Cathy said "Oh he is doing great" and mom said "I'm glad to hear that" and then she moved on. It upset my aunt because she didn't make a big deal out of it. Then she learned her kid had to go to the hospital and wouldn't listen to my mother that she never knew and no one ever told her. The reason why my grand dad didn't tell her was because she was living out in Montana with my dad and he didn't want to worry her and she lived three states away.


With me, mom didn't tell me she was in a little car accident and then she had a little lump on her neck and she went in and the doctor thought it might be cancer. She didn't tell anyone she might have it because the doctor wasn't sure and she didn't want to spread that news to me or to my brothers. Then after she went back, it wasn't cancer and it was from the little car wreck. Then she told me of the story when I went to Montana to visit her. She didn't want to scare any of us. She didn't tell me of my other conditions either when I was growing up. I asked her why and she said she didn't think it was important. But then I asked her a few years later why did she have to tell me I have AS but didn't tell me I had ADD and she said she didn't know what was wrong with me. But why did she tell me I have AS, I have no idea. I was already trying to be normal and the last thing I needed to hear was me having a condition. I didn't even know I had a disability until I was 15. No one ever told me I had one growing up. I over heard my mom talking about me and she mentioned me having one, and looking in her binder from her secret sisters group at each member's profile and she just had to have in her profile she has a daughter with a disability
Then I find out I was labeled as being multi handicapped. I never asked my mom about that or was that the school placing a label on me like they did with "behavior problems."