I pretended that I was having a good time, but my husband and people who knew me well knew how difficult it truly was.
Always anxious for the meal to be over so I go home.
Sometimes my hands would just go up in the air and come back down. After awhile I got use to that since it happened so many times. You actually start to think it is normal behavior.
Many events I would attend and last half an hour and half to leave since I couldn't handle it. I was afraid of going into a spin, dry heaves I saved for the parking lot.
So fun to be with!!!
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