Me and my mom got back home from San Antonio at about 9 p.m. The car ride there and back wasn't too bad. The main reason for that is probably because I slept through most of it. When I was awake I mostly looked around outside. That's actually always been my favorite part about car rides, looking outside. I like looking at the flowers, the trees, rivers, and the animals that we see when we are driving. I especially like driving around at night and being able to look at the moon and the stars.
The trip reminded me of how bad I am at coping with being in public though. My mom and sister wanted to go shopping in this plaza. I knew that that may have been a possibility because they love shopping. I tried to kind of prep my mind beforehand and I kept telling myself to try to not let all of the crowds of people get to me, but as soon as we pulled into the parking lot and I saw how many people were there I started freaking out. I actually started tearing up when I was in the car. My mom was driving and my sister was in the passenger seat, and they were deep in conversation about what stores they wanted to go to, so I could sort of hide the fact that I was feeling extremely anxious. I couldn't hide it when we were actually walking around in the plaza though. My usual nervous habits showed up. I started chewing on my tongue, fiddling with my jewelry, and my eyes widened. I kept feeling that strong urge that I feel in public to just avert my eyes from everyone and walk with my head down. My mom didn't say anything directly to me about it, but she did keep giving me these dirty, sort of aggravated looks, like she was wishing I could calm down.
I often felt like the odd girl out during the trip too. I was suspecting it would be that way though, so it wasn't a surprise. Still, it was good to see my sister.