Regular poster but name changed.
Not sure if I'm overreacting but feeling really hurt.
I have quite bad anxiety, so Christmas is always a tricky day to negotiate but I'd say I have it quite well under control. And i definitely appreciate that the day is about my kids, not my issues, so I try my best to keep a lid on it and stay calm.
I'd made it through present giving, breakfast, family walk, was upstairs getting changed, literally no clothes on. Suddenly hear loads of noise downstairs. Shout down what's wrong, no answer. Next thing I hear screaming and DS2 shouting "Oh my god, oh my god!" Then DS1 starts screaming "DS1! DS1! Omg DS1" and DH joins in also screaming. They sound totally terrified, so I literally have a panic attack on the spot. Grab my dressing gown, have never run downstairs so fast in my life thinking something awful happened to DS1.
To find them all screaming in the lounge and a huge crack on tv screen which we only got last year. Simultaneously relieved Ds1 alive and furious about tv, as I also suffer with OCD symptoms and find any damage / marks very upsetting. Must admit I swore. Then they all start laughing hysterically. It's some stupid app that makes a tv screen look cracked.
I burst into tears and ran upstairs. They are all still laughing. I felt actually sick when the adrenaline kicked in, my heart was pounding. DH couldnt understand why I was so upset and cross and keeps saying I must have been up to something upstairs that got me upset!
I just feel ganged up on and like it's a horrid trick to play on someone, let alone someone with anxiety. And on Christmas. AIBU?