I'm having "a day." I feel crabby, bored and unusually anxious. I cried about not going out. I cried about crying about not going out. I sat in my parents room and watched tv with them while my husband went out. And my mother lectured me on how it was actually MY fault, because I could have gone out if I just changed my attitude and said I could
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It's hard when you get stuck. I completely understand your not wanting to go out. I hate when I can't get myself to go out with my husband -- and then I sit around second guessing myself, wishing that I had gone because I probably would have been okay. Sometimes it helps if he can agree to coming home the second I don't feel okay. For some reason, that reassures me enough to feel "safe" to go out. Of course, I don't have CF, just major anxiety and bad panic attacks so this is a completely different scenario from yours.
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My fear is more that I'll ruin everyone elses good time because now they have to cut their night short, or have to worry if I'm having fun. I can go out and suck it up if it's not exactly what I want to do.
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