I already had two loud noise exposures this month, but my family wanted to go to Washington DC for a trip.
I had a panic attack the moment we got there. I really didn't want to go outside. I just wanted to stay in the hotel but my mother said I was ruining the vacation so I agreed, and brought my ear plugs and ear muffs. So many loud noises. We were walking by the cherry blossoms, by the river, close to all of the landmarks and a helicopter flew right above my head, perhaps less than 75 meters away. I had another panic attack of course and begged my parents to go back to the hotel. They wanted to keep walking but I really wanted to go back and eventually we got a taxi.
There were planes going by really low every few seconds, ambulances with sirens passing right by, the crossing guard blowing an extremely loud whistle multiple times while I was standing on the crosswalk, and people yelling across the street right by my ear.
I'm back at the hotel now and all I want is to go back home. I didn't even want to go at first but I agreed because I'd already refused to go so many places with my parents, and I thought it'd distract me from my T. I've ruined my parents vacation. Everyone around us is happy, laughing, and all of the kids are joyfully walking along with their parents. And my parents wanted to have a good time. I can't go back yet and we're staying at the hotel for another day. I can't fall asleep in the hotel because of my anxiety so it feels like so far away. The drive home is 5 hours and I really can't wait
I had a panic attack the moment we got there. I really didn't want to go outside. I just wanted to stay in the hotel but my mother said I was ruining the vacation so I agreed, and brought my ear plugs and ear muffs. So many loud noises. We were walking by the cherry blossoms, by the river, close to all of the landmarks and a helicopter flew right above my head, perhaps less than 75 meters away. I had another panic attack of course and begged my parents to go back to the hotel. They wanted to keep walking but I really wanted to go back and eventually we got a taxi.
There were planes going by really low every few seconds, ambulances with sirens passing right by, the crossing guard blowing an extremely loud whistle multiple times while I was standing on the crosswalk, and people yelling across the street right by my ear.
I'm back at the hotel now and all I want is to go back home. I didn't even want to go at first but I agreed because I'd already refused to go so many places with my parents, and I thought it'd distract me from my T. I've ruined my parents vacation. Everyone around us is happy, laughing, and all of the kids are joyfully walking along with their parents. And my parents wanted to have a good time. I can't go back yet and we're staying at the hotel for another day. I can't fall asleep in the hotel because of my anxiety so it feels like so far away. The drive home is 5 hours and I really can't wait