I was at church today and tried to take communion and flubbed it. I was supposed to dip the bread into the wine and instead popped it in my mouth. At my other church, we ate the bread then drank the wine. So I ate the d bread, then went to drink the wine and the lady said, "you're supposed to dip the bread in the wine".

I was so embarrassed. I am afraid they wont' want me back.

I did not go to fellowship hall afterward; my face was flaming and I was in tears.

It was not about the lady; I was having a bad flashback. She was nice. But I felt unworthy and disgraceful to the church.

I still have not recovered from that today.

It's amazing how bpd and ptsd still affects me today.