Last night we took Teddy to his obedience class. He did well, I didn't. I felt extremely uncomfortable. The trainer is alright for Teddy. I don't care for her. I couldn't wait to get out of there. I told Margaret I wanted to leave and not finish the class. There's two more classes. I dread the thought of going back.
I fear intimacy. I am very shy in social situations. At parties I was a wallflower. Right now this very moment thinking about all that has elevated my anxiety. That hasn't happened in weeks.
I can get up and talk in front of a large audience with no problems, but when it comes to talking face to face I fear it.
I've been having these flashbacks that seem like dreams..bad dreams. When one comes it zaps me. It's like I was hit by lightening. The jolt only lasts a second. This isn't anything new, it's been going on for months.
At the hospital on Monday for my ECT, a staff member wants to come over for coffee. I said it was okay. This woman has been good to me and Margaret when I'm an inpatient. I feel anxious because the house isn't prim and proper.
Live, love, laugh, learn, listen,
Dave
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