well it wasnt too awful... Im freezing and soaked and sad as fuck, but its not as bad as I thought it was going to be
Im mostly upset due to what me and Geoff talked about in the car once we were back.... I stupidly mentioned my lack of friends and never being able to/wanting to leave the house.... and of course my emoness .... so he spent a FOREVER telling me I need new friends, and need to go out, and need to ignore my anxiety, and I should go to the bunch and hang out with the young people there, and that I should try harder, and do this do that, ask things of my family I know they wont do... whatever the fuck... while ignoring anything i have to say
I love Geoffry but he needs to fuck right off with that shit... I wasn't in the mood to argue with someone about how fucking bad my anxiety and agoraphobia (i think thats the right one) is.
When you cry and have a total breakdown at the thought of ringing someone, or have a full blown anxiety attack just because you're going to have to walk into a room by yourself, or talk to a stranger, whos job it is to talk to you, Or just while walking down the street you get so scared you want to cry, throw up, never move again and run away and crawl into the deepest darkest furthest away hole you can find..... When that all happens to you too, that is when you can tell me that going out and socializing in a loud, wide open space with new people I dont know... a SMALL step
SMALL?!?! Thats my idea of hell
Sorry rant over but that just got to me so much, I get it from padi all the damn time, but Geoff is just so clueless it almost started to hurt how he just kept going on, and blaming me...
guh.... my belly hurts
eff everything
Bye yola ^_^x