My husband just told me that we are going to another family's house to watch the ufc fight tonight. We used to be pretty close to this other family, but they don't know what's going on with me and I don't feel like acting normal. I just want to watch tv and then go to bed. He knows now that I don't want to go, but he's already committed and we're on our way. It would look bad if I got out of it some way. So we're on our way and I'm drinking a strong alcoholic beverage on the way and have my xanax ready. Ugh. I hope I can muster up the strength to make it through this.

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