It was a good session with my therapist, today
He agrees I need to skip out on my former workplace employee reunion, next month. My anxiety will just build and build and if that horrible toxic "co-worker" is there, I'd leave, anyway. And he's going to see if he can get my med assessment appointment with the psychiatrist moved up. Fingers crossed.
Now I'm absolutely exhausted. I fed the porch kittens, the ferals and my kidcats. I think I'll pour myself a glass of Chardonnay, scramble an egg for dinner and then head to bed VERY early. Tomorrow is going to be a busy, busy day. I've got lots to do in case it really does rain.
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Wow, I can really identify with your comments. For me, it was HS bullying and their reunions. I went to one several years back and it was creepy, plus most of those who I had hoped to see weren’t there. Just thinking about another reunion (one coming this year) sends me into severe anxiety. No way will I do that again.
Let’s instead do things that provide us comfort. Kitties are great for that, aren’t they?
I thought about it a couple of times, but realized I really didn't want to. There wasn't anyone in my graduating class that I really wanted to see.. My family moved around so much during my high school years that I didn't form many lasting attachments. I'm still beasties with one girl I became friends with sophomore year, but wasn't close with anyone at the school I ended up graduating from.
I did go to my husband's 10 year reunion with him, and we were both bored to tears! Fortunately, the one friend he had stayed in touch with was there, so we just hung out with him and his wife all evening. Big waste of money, because we could have hung out with them any time. 
As far as I'm concerned, those things are mostly for the people who were big wheels in high school to relive their former glory. At my husband's reunion, it was super easy to tell who they were, even though I'd never seen them before in my life. Those who weren't part of that crowd, like my husband, were superfluous - welcome to be there, but unnecessary.