Just been to a new playgroup with my one year old. It takes a hell of a lot for me to go anywhere new, I suffer quite badly with anxiety and irrationally care too much about what people think of me. So it took a while for me to finally try it. All going well. DD loving pottering and playing. Nobody really spoke to me despite me smiling at people and trying to speak to a couple of them. Then it comes to tidy up time. Everyone putting things away. I turn to put a toy in a box a few feet away and somehow end up flying through the air, unable to plant my feet on the ground and go crashing head first into two tables that had been pushed together. Everyone stared. Not a single person asked if I was ok. DD was screaming because I’d ‘left’ her and I was so embarrassed. Somehow managed to force myself to stay through snack and sing time then got the hell out of there. I’ve cut my knee, my wrist (from my watch strap) and done something that is fecking agony to my shoulder. I’m mortified.
Make me feel better, please. When have you made a tit of yourselves?