11-01-2016, 01:14 AM
Stressed out.
I tried to do some...socializing....last night and it wasn't all that bad cause the people were ok (well, booze was involved, so about 50% of my anxiety was sort of dissolved in it) but there was a bit too much drama with someone and that someone chose to drunk rant at me about it. Cue me trying to pay attention being just a wee bit inebriated and attempting to not talk shit. The she got all touchy and huggy with me cause apparently that's what drunk girls do when you try and listen to their problems
That was it for me *shiver*, had to get out of here....of course by then it was 5:30 AM, not that I had noticed night was almost done, so good thing was I could just walk away without too much trouble and get back home.
At least the workmate (who invited me to this thing in the first place) let out quite a few nice words about me to my face. Then again he was drunk, but now I know why the fuck did he invite me when I don't fucking know anyone else there. Yay me, I haven't alienated everyone at work.
Ok, fast forward to this day, go out to the supermarket already a bit exhausted from all the anxiety of the previous night and some chick offering gawd knows what product comes up to me and tries to give me samples.....while blocking my way.....
I almost, almost snapped. I just can't deal with anymore strangers randomly talking to me. I'm sorry you lovely wman, you were just doing your job. I just wish you knew what kind of weirdo you were trying to talk to.
And please DON'T....EVER....BLOCK...MY...PATH....EVER.
Please...
I've had enough of the outside world so I'm staying in tomorrow, thank you very much
I tried to do some...socializing....last night and it wasn't all that bad cause the people were ok (well, booze was involved, so about 50% of my anxiety was sort of dissolved in it) but there was a bit too much drama with someone and that someone chose to drunk rant at me about it. Cue me trying to pay attention being just a wee bit inebriated and attempting to not talk shit. The she got all touchy and huggy with me cause apparently that's what drunk girls do when you try and listen to their problems
That was it for me *shiver*, had to get out of here....of course by then it was 5:30 AM, not that I had noticed night was almost done, so good thing was I could just walk away without too much trouble and get back home.
At least the workmate (who invited me to this thing in the first place) let out quite a few nice words about me to my face. Then again he was drunk, but now I know why the fuck did he invite me when I don't fucking know anyone else there. Yay me, I haven't alienated everyone at work.
Ok, fast forward to this day, go out to the supermarket already a bit exhausted from all the anxiety of the previous night and some chick offering gawd knows what product comes up to me and tries to give me samples.....while blocking my way.....
I almost, almost snapped. I just can't deal with anymore strangers randomly talking to me. I'm sorry you lovely wman, you were just doing your job. I just wish you knew what kind of weirdo you were trying to talk to.
And please DON'T....EVER....BLOCK...MY...PATH....EVER.
Please...
I've had enough of the outside world so I'm staying in tomorrow, thank you very much