Not a snowball's chance in...
i use to love cook-outs/parties and Kelly said her friend was coming over--just for burgers. No big thing; just very light and casual and I should plan to stop over. So today I got ready and walked out the door to head on over when I saw five cars besides hers and Dave's...Just Kelly's family alone is five people and add five more if each car only had one person in it--which they didn't.
Even just the thought of it overwhelmed me and I turned my butt around and went back inside.
Almost two years and it's just as bad as right after my strokes and sometimes the world seems to be really small. It makes me angry--at me. I never backed down from anything but this sensory overload stuff sends me running like a scared kid on the playground. On the other hand I was nauseous just thinking of going and I can't imagine it would be a fun party with me coming unglued in the middle of things.
Well, this holiday is over and another month to go before the next...yuck. I don't even want to think about it.
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