Comic #43 - Panic

Panic attack that made no sense

One of my friends from dance school invited me over to prepare her birthday party. I’d never been to her house before but because I felt comfortable around her (I think), I haven’t really thought much about it. We had lunch with her family, hung up the balloons, prepared snacks and played in between the tasks. Right before the rest of her friends arrived and the birthday party officially started, I locked myself in a bathroom, looked at myself in a big mirror above the sink and started crying in panic.

Mom came to pick me up. My mind is blank in regard to what happened following the panic attack but surely, that was the last time I was invited to that friend’s birthday party. Back then it made little sense but as a reserved, neurodivergent kid, the day was too overwhelming.

Did you enjoy going to birthday parties?

Did you like to prepare your own parties?

Until next week, cheers! - Mojca