cowboyup
Well-known member
Hi everyone!
Here's what happened; it's not 'life shattering' and we've all been there however, with my lovely anxiety and panic attacks I am worrying obsessively and feel like a complete fool and embarrassed.
My brother and his wife invited me to my niece's birthday party - not many people would be there and I knew them all, so I said yes. Then we all proceeded to go to their new home as they just got the keys to. OK, I can do this, even driving sister in law to the house...yikes, don't like that but miraculously pulled it off and it was only a few miles from where they now live. OK, good that went well. Whew.
Now it was time to go home...but I left my camera at their apartment so thought I'd 'swing by and grab it and be on my way' UGH, not so fast. Well, I knew my brother was following me back to his apartment and IT happened. I was talking to my niece and nephew and missed the turn off from the freeway. I thought to myself, I got this, I'll just hop off then next exit and swing back. And....I got lost. It's late at night, kids should be in bed, it's hard for me to drive at night (I try to avoid like the plague)
My brother called me asking where I was cuz he was in his parking lot holding my camera waiting for me. I pulled over and called him as I missed the call and he chewed me out like I was a kid...."you worried me" "you should have called" "how could you have missed the turn off" "do you understand what I mean, you need to call me if something happens so I know you and the kids are OK" "It scared me" etc....
I break down crying like the 3 year old I am. I apologized way too much for not calling him (I should say I do not talk, text or anything while driving-not a good multi-tasker so my phone is always off and in my purse) Yeah, I know weird and a big boo-boo on my part.
So there I am, kids in backseat, crying my head off, embarrassed, very apologetic for not calling my brother, in the parking lot of Toys R Us. Ironic, right?
I feel bad for not just pulling over when I got lost and not calling him and now it's a new day and I am still obsessing about it ...even going into the conversations I had with the others at the party and how my brother must think I am such a fool, an irresponsible fool.
I get home and and just completely lost it. I have no idea why this is bothering me so much. I feel like everyone now probably thinks, "jeezz...what's wrong with her"
ugh...thanks anxiety.
:kickingmyself:
Here's what happened; it's not 'life shattering' and we've all been there however, with my lovely anxiety and panic attacks I am worrying obsessively and feel like a complete fool and embarrassed.
My brother and his wife invited me to my niece's birthday party - not many people would be there and I knew them all, so I said yes. Then we all proceeded to go to their new home as they just got the keys to. OK, I can do this, even driving sister in law to the house...yikes, don't like that but miraculously pulled it off and it was only a few miles from where they now live. OK, good that went well. Whew.
Now it was time to go home...but I left my camera at their apartment so thought I'd 'swing by and grab it and be on my way' UGH, not so fast. Well, I knew my brother was following me back to his apartment and IT happened. I was talking to my niece and nephew and missed the turn off from the freeway. I thought to myself, I got this, I'll just hop off then next exit and swing back. And....I got lost. It's late at night, kids should be in bed, it's hard for me to drive at night (I try to avoid like the plague)
My brother called me asking where I was cuz he was in his parking lot holding my camera waiting for me. I pulled over and called him as I missed the call and he chewed me out like I was a kid...."you worried me" "you should have called" "how could you have missed the turn off" "do you understand what I mean, you need to call me if something happens so I know you and the kids are OK" "It scared me" etc....
I break down crying like the 3 year old I am. I apologized way too much for not calling him (I should say I do not talk, text or anything while driving-not a good multi-tasker so my phone is always off and in my purse) Yeah, I know weird and a big boo-boo on my part.
So there I am, kids in backseat, crying my head off, embarrassed, very apologetic for not calling my brother, in the parking lot of Toys R Us. Ironic, right?
I feel bad for not just pulling over when I got lost and not calling him and now it's a new day and I am still obsessing about it ...even going into the conversations I had with the others at the party and how my brother must think I am such a fool, an irresponsible fool.
I get home and and just completely lost it. I have no idea why this is bothering me so much. I feel like everyone now probably thinks, "jeezz...what's wrong with her"
ugh...thanks anxiety.
:kickingmyself: