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This week one of my cousins took it upon herself to organize a gathering for just the cousins, something I hadn't expected to happen. She gave us three dates and the one where most cousins can come will be the date of the gathering. We'll be going to restaurant in the forest/national park we always went to with our grandparents, and where we scattered my grandmother's ashes.
The date most people can come is September 30. I've already let them know that I'm away on vacation that week. They concluded that because of that I CAN'T come. Which is not true. I'm vacationing in the same national park, a 15-20 bike ride from the restaurant. It's more of a case that I won't come. Especially not when I'm on vacation, it would ruin my week with anxiety. But they don't have to know that. I'm not like a certain cousin.
Is it bad that it already makes me happy to think of not having to go through not only my social anxiety thing but also my family anxiety thing. I'll have a nice relaxing week, and Sunday, I can introvert to my heart's content, read, paint, sketch, game, whatever I want.
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