Honestly, fam, my anxiety has been through the constant roof since I got home. I've had 3 panic attacks or anxiety attacks? I don't really know the difference. One was two days ago while I was at Scott's brewery with the fam. I had to just completely shut down and practically fetal position to calm myself PATHETIC I KNOW
I didn't actually. I did curl in a bit but I was so overwhelmed the bar was so crowded, the music was too loud, my family is very boisterous. Thank all fuck Alex was there because she picked up on my discomfort faster and kiiiiinda made sure I wasn't questioned so I could breathe lol
I had more... idk space. The US is just so invasive. I don't know how to describe it. This might be the true reverse culture shock hitting me now but sheesh
Also wtf your dad trying to tell you to drink, rude. Sometimes people don't want to! I hate that people act like you not drinking at a party or bar is you somehow killing the mood