I also have learned to avoid talking about my anxiety and OCD whenever possible. Yesterday, in fact, I tried to drop out of college (I haven't even gone to any of my classes) with plans to go back in the fall. I tried to explain about my issues, and the advisor asked me if I've never had a panic attack on the college grounds? I said no, which was true, but he seemed to think that meant that I don't have problems going to college. My panic disorder is an ever-present thing that can occur anytime, anywhere, even though there certainly are specific triggers as well (such as bridges and tunnels). He told me I wasn't enrolled in Stage Makeup, which I most certainly was. I should have brought the printout of my classes with me (if I can still find it), because it's listed there, but for some reason, it's no longer listed among my classes. Two teachers dropped me out of their classes since I haven't been there--I've been meaning to get to the college and drop out; I have until the 19th and will have to pay back 50% of the financial aid, which I'm prepared to do. He noted my Spanish class was online and cheerfully told me I should give that a go. So, I crossed the floor into the bookstore, and I was told I had $92 left in my financial aid, and that the books and CDs I need for that class is over $300. I have it, just barely, but I'm going to go back Thursday and withdrawal completely. I just wanted it done yesterday!

I'm wandering off-topic, sorry. My mom's friend keeps on with her comments about how I'm a bad daughter who should be doing more for my mom. I'd like her to say it to my face, but I've never met her. My mom wouldn't like the things I'd say to her if she did tell it to my face, and I don't want to hurt my mom's friendships, but I do have a few choice words for her, LOL!