How was your last holiday, and when?
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MotherWolff
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My last holiday was horrible and I was so frightened. I was forced to stay at home for a whole day and a whole night all alone in a bad neighborhood because I was bribed into doing so. The family I was staying with all went to a friend's wedding while I stayed at home with my sickening conditions, in an awful neighborhood alone! This was during New Year's.
xDreamseller
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Last holiday was to Washington DC and NYC with school a couple of years ago. I love going on holiday. Being a tourist I feel like I can just do whatever and it doesn't matter what people think as I'll never see them again anyway.
Can't wait to go to Egypt this summer.
Can't wait to go to Egypt this summer.
3 or 4 years ago, stayed family in-laws' home for 40days. They're all positive, happy go lucky type. We spent time with them almost all the time since we live outside of US. On top of that, my native language isn't English, so with intense nervousness, most of the time I don't understand what they're saying and have no guts to ask them because I don't want to stop their conversation and get all of their attention to me.
The stay was like a hell. I always felt embarrassed, ashamed, guilty, sad, angry, depressed, self hate, any other painful feelings you name it. Because my husband was my only outlet for stress, we argued all the time and we almost got divorce. Yes it was and is still traumatic.
They are all good people, but because they're so good and happy people, I felt sorry for them about had to be with a person like me. Couldn't help thinking "They must think of me I'm weird and feel pitty for me. They must feel uncomfortable and don't wanna be with me or sit next to me. They interact with me, for not being rude to my husband. I am such a party pooper. etc..."
In next month, my husband and I have to visit them again.
The fear has already been eating me up.
The stay was like a hell. I always felt embarrassed, ashamed, guilty, sad, angry, depressed, self hate, any other painful feelings you name it. Because my husband was my only outlet for stress, we argued all the time and we almost got divorce. Yes it was and is still traumatic.
They are all good people, but because they're so good and happy people, I felt sorry for them about had to be with a person like me. Couldn't help thinking "They must think of me I'm weird and feel pitty for me. They must feel uncomfortable and don't wanna be with me or sit next to me. They interact with me, for not being rude to my husband. I am such a party pooper. etc..."
In next month, my husband and I have to visit them again.
The fear has already been eating me up.
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