As usual we've just had another blazing row because his sister and her boyfriend are due over any minute now. I ended up crying and as I've never met them before there's no way I want to be seen like this, so I've got into bed and I'm not getting out until they've gone :(
DP is, understandably I guess, absolutely fuming. I have terrible social anxiety and am very introverted. I hate feeling trapped with people in the house, not knowing when they're leaving.
DP desperately wanted me to meet his sister. We're getting married on Saturday and I still haven't met her because of my anxieties.
Before people start, I know I'm not normal and I HATE myself for being this way. I'm in bed sobbing and hoping they hurry up and arrive and then leave because I'm really hungry. DP is mortified :(