I have been so excited for this day to come! It's been 20 years, but it sure doesn't feel like it's been that long! I had visions of sitting down with all my old friends and reminiscing on all the crazy things we did (we really thought we were pretty awesome) and having a fantastic time.
Then several days before the big day, I remembered I hate social events, have major anxiety, and most of the people in my immediate 'friend group' from high school weren't going to be there. What was I thinking? I can't just walk in there with all those people and socialize on my own!?!?! Even in high school I generally made sure I had one of a few immediate friends with me so they could carry the majority of the socializing for me. Haha. I mean now I of course have Ty, but he as much as he doesn't mind it, he wasn't going to be able to walk in there and say hi to everyone for me! Lol.
But I had already paid for the tickets, and I really still wanted to go see everyone, so the night came and Ty and I walked in the room... and I immediately panicked and literally turned around to leave. Ty was in my way though. Haha. So I was forced to enter.
Ty scanned the room and happened to see someone he graduated with. Haha. They chatted almost the entire night. I did find an old friend to sit and reminisce with and had a good time. I loved listening to everyone's stories from high school and the banter that went on. I loved seeing everyone (in real life and not just on social media) and visiting for a bit. It was a good night.
The next day I was able to walk the halls of the high school again with my family. It was fun showing them where my lockers were, where I had classes, and where we hung out in between. Again my vision was quite a bit different than what actually happened. Haha. But I had a good time. And my kids really enjoyed it too!
The cost. I really had such a good time this weekend. I was glad I was able to reminisce about old times with everyone and see people I haven't seen in real life in years. But socializing comes at a cost for me... sleep. I couldn't sleep for 4 days afterwards. I had to process it all, and there was oh so much to process. It took 4 days of my brain refusing to shut down... to relax ... and forget about it.
It. Was. Exhausting.
But I'm better now and ready to post the very few pictures that I thought to take while I was on sensory overload over the weekend (Sorry to all the people I talked to that I didn't get a picture with... I wanted one... I just don't think of these things in the moment. I'm terrible.)
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