New York City
I went on a trip to New York City with three of my closest friends last week for 5 days and it was a blast! Obviously staying in hotel room with three other girls can have its ups and downs (mostly ups) but for me it’s the concept gave me anxiety. Only one bathroom for all of us to share and not much space in the room means you can hear everything.
Since I am the youngest of my friends and had just turned 21 the week before, we had all planned on exploring the club-scene in NYC, although lately I don’t seem to care much for drinking and partying. I don’t remember if I had mentioned this in an earlier post but I have IBS (irritable bowel syndrome) and in the past year I have not been able to tolerate alcohol to the point of feeling extremely ill, even after two glasses of wine. This has been seriously unfortunate for me because since a very young illegal age I have loved drinking and partying but it’s just not worth it for me anymore, as much as I am tempted to drink when I’m out with friends.
So you could say that I wasn’t super excited to go out partying because: #1 I would be the only one who was sober, #2 what if one or more of my three girlfriends would drink too much and get sick in our hotel room bathroom, which is uncomfortably close to where I sleep?
I felt like such a party pooper and my underlying anxieties prevented me from just letting loose and having a great time at night – we (by we I mean they) ended up only drinking 2 out of the 4 nights, one of which we went dancing and I had a great time, although sober, and the second time we just hung out at the hotel bar and talked which was great!
I slept with my earplugs those nights and had a great sleep! No one got sick but just the possibility of something happening was enough to trigger my anxiety and it really pissed me off that I couldn’t just enjoy a vacation with my close friends without that stupid dark cloud hanging over my head.
Wow. I visited New York a couple of years ago with a friend. But the thought of taking that trip today causes me plenty of anxiety! Was it hot? It was August when I went and the weather was pretty miserable–very hot and humid.
It was SO hot and humid it was unbearable at times… which also got me paranoid that someone would get dehydrated. I had a terrible experience with my sister getting dehydrated at Disney World when I was about 8 and she was throwing up literally all day so extremely hot weather calls for giant water bottles and usually causes anxiety lol