JoitheArtist
12-25-2008, 07:00 AM
Dadgumit...And here I thought I was so good at this by now.
(I would give some of my background here, but I KNOW it would go into Fratching territory way too quickly. Suffice to say that churches of a particular type really messed me up as a kid, and I am still dealing with it)
My parents insisted on going to a candlelight service tonight, and while it was nice, afterwards the whole crowd milled about in the lobby, talking and laughing very loudly. At first, I thought we'd be leaving soon, and I'd be ok. But no, my family has to say hi to everyone they know, and show off the oddity: me, the kid who got out and moved to a completely different type of city in another state. I smiled as much as I could (which I thought was impressive, given that my main impulse was to run away and go puke in the bushes outside), but finally it got too much, and I realized I was about to start crying. I made it out in time, but damn...I thought I had more control than that. Usually the mere presence of strangers is enough to shut down every emotion in my heart for a while--don't show what you feel, harder to get hurt by it, right?
Crap.
Well, at least this has strengthened my resolve to deal with some of these issues when I get home. Really gotta get this straightened out...
Gah...what a way to kick off Christmas Eve.
(I would give some of my background here, but I KNOW it would go into Fratching territory way too quickly. Suffice to say that churches of a particular type really messed me up as a kid, and I am still dealing with it)
My parents insisted on going to a candlelight service tonight, and while it was nice, afterwards the whole crowd milled about in the lobby, talking and laughing very loudly. At first, I thought we'd be leaving soon, and I'd be ok. But no, my family has to say hi to everyone they know, and show off the oddity: me, the kid who got out and moved to a completely different type of city in another state. I smiled as much as I could (which I thought was impressive, given that my main impulse was to run away and go puke in the bushes outside), but finally it got too much, and I realized I was about to start crying. I made it out in time, but damn...I thought I had more control than that. Usually the mere presence of strangers is enough to shut down every emotion in my heart for a while--don't show what you feel, harder to get hurt by it, right?
Crap.
Well, at least this has strengthened my resolve to deal with some of these issues when I get home. Really gotta get this straightened out...
Gah...what a way to kick off Christmas Eve.