My son is down here for the release of his book. I am so proud. He is a published author. Ok he's been so in his field for a decade but this is his hobby (we tend to be a tad intense). So I'm supposed to meet him at the Marriot tonight for this shindig thing. I am so proud of him you have no idea. But that's where the rub comes in.
You see I'm not exactly good at being female. Ok I really fucking suck at it. Y'all know that. I did not realize until just this moment I have nothing to wear (Right now every guy is rolling their eyes). I have one silk suit for travel and the rest is what I wear at work. I tried the travel suit on then tried my work clothes on and I didn't think about the fact I've been working out hard. My clothes are hanging off me. I can't go to a dinner dressed in Nike shorts, under armour and jog bra.
OMG!! I can't go! I can't not go. I can't walk in looking like I escaped from Metropolitan State Hospital, OH SHIT! PANIC.... When you start thinking a car accident could be a god send.... oh dear.. so now my anxiety is ramping up which means my usual expressive aphasia will kick in and totally mute me. So I won't be able to talk to him anyway so why go? I can't not go, scream!
Why do I do this to myself... why..... I should have made an appointment for this morning to do my hair and make up. I hate people touching me! I should have thought about make up and clothes. I hate make up and clothes. My wiring harness is 1/2 off my car so I can't GO anywhere to get anything now.... OMG I have so screwed the pooch on this.. shit shit shit.....
Someone please pass the Navane. I wanna hide under the bed now..
You see I'm not exactly good at being female. Ok I really fucking suck at it. Y'all know that. I did not realize until just this moment I have nothing to wear (Right now every guy is rolling their eyes). I have one silk suit for travel and the rest is what I wear at work. I tried the travel suit on then tried my work clothes on and I didn't think about the fact I've been working out hard. My clothes are hanging off me. I can't go to a dinner dressed in Nike shorts, under armour and jog bra.
OMG!! I can't go! I can't not go. I can't walk in looking like I escaped from Metropolitan State Hospital, OH SHIT! PANIC.... When you start thinking a car accident could be a god send.... oh dear.. so now my anxiety is ramping up which means my usual expressive aphasia will kick in and totally mute me. So I won't be able to talk to him anyway so why go? I can't not go, scream!
Why do I do this to myself... why..... I should have made an appointment for this morning to do my hair and make up. I hate people touching me! I should have thought about make up and clothes. I hate make up and clothes. My wiring harness is 1/2 off my car so I can't GO anywhere to get anything now.... OMG I have so screwed the pooch on this.. shit shit shit.....
Someone please pass the Navane. I wanna hide under the bed now..