the dreaded day. back in 2019. April 13th, 2019. On the day of one of my aunt's funeral
I instantly regret going. Now here is why. I've got an anxiety disorder and panic disorder. Literally, the entire town was there since my aunt was the mayor until she died. I had a plan that sounded good on paper. Find a spot in the corner far away from everyone as possible. However, there was a spot but I could not hear what the person was saying as to why I couldn't sit there bc the music was too loud. All the people were making my anxiety spiral. The loud music was extremely painful to my ears. Most if not all autistic people have sensory processing issues which affect how they process speech, sounds, etc
I spent most of the service either in the bathroom or outside
There is a little walkway before you enter the service room.
Look at the first photo, you have a view of the church. Now the entire town of Jericho, AR (pop of like 100 ppl or less) all had to squeeze in that small church.
btw I didn't approve of the outfit. My grandpa did not think to ask what the attire was until we got down there. One of my aunts bought the top and another lent me the skirt
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