I have also realized that perhaps my anxiety issues have not resolved themselves as much as I have made my life avoid situations which provoke my anxieties.
Don't feel alone, Sophia, that's what I've done. Dealing with my anxieties was causing me too much anxiety.
I think it's normal to have some anxiety about doing something you don't usually do and that you want to come out well. Unless that's just me....
Thank you-- I do want it to come out well, because I feel so bad that my BFF has a B-day party thrown for her, and she still has to arrange everything, because she is the girl. In fact, she still wraps all of her brother's Christmas presents for them (like the ones they are giving to their kids!) except the middle one, who just got married and his wife does it. And she still does her unmarried brother, her mother's and my stockings for christmas. I just want to payher back for all the stuff she does...
Yeah, I'm happy it is just rainwater, not sewage. And btw, the whole growing comment was sarcasm or something. Growing some zen, however... more just confronting my nightmares, and you know what? You live with it.
And throwing a party is always stressful, much less throwing one at someone else's house with no car and transportation issues.
Don't feel alone, Sophia, that's what I've done. Dealing with my anxieties was causing me too much anxiety.
I very much feel this. I have a lot of anxiety about parking. But now, I take the bus!! But even before, I used to just park wherever and walk, because the parking anxiety so wasn't worth it.
But this having THREE things to do in two days is really too much for me. I cn handle about one social thing a week, and I had an all-school party where I am working, this b-day party, and the theatre farewell, plus actual work, and costume strike on Saturday!
That's what people who work in theatre do, too, fwiw.
'splains where I got it, then.
I, too, always spell it theatre.
I spell theater whatever way the style guide tells me or however the theater/re in question spells it.
what my day off today taught me was: I would like more please! More time off, at home, alone.
Even though I mostly slept, I did take a trip to the library with mac when I got him from school. We returned books, donated books, and paid fines.
Tonight post-therapy, I discovered like 5 old workbooks in mac's stuff and promptly tossed them, that emptied half of a small storage bin of his stuff. YAY!
I only used up a box of cereal today, we ate dinner out like we always do on therapy nights. Must bake over the weekend.