a week later

I went to my college reunion last weekend, and it wasn't as awful as I had expected. In fact, the awful bits feel like they slid right off, and I found myself feeling relatively well-armored by my husband's and my friends' regard.

( long story )

In the end, it didn't hurt as much as I thought it might. In fact, it didn't even make as much of an impact as I thought it might, though I'm willing to admit that there may be some long term repercussions that I haven't parsed yet. Everyone thought my occupation as a lady of leisure was awesome, and it seemed to be without judgment. I announced my sobriety a half-dozen times, and didn't get any sort of acknowledgment, good or bad, and while I might have wanted a little bit of praise, I understand that was a silly wish. I also feel like if I was going to drink, this occasion was high on the "10 times Omnia might stumble" list and I made it through.

Most of my dramas involved classes other than my own, which helped. Attending the class of '99's reunion would probably have been closer to performing an unanesthetized appendectomy on myself in terms of pain. All I took away from my reunion is that there are a couple awesome people I should try to stay in touch with, but that the majority of my class are insecure jerks, and even if I wanted to be loved/liked more than I was, I don't really want to be loved/liked by them.

a week later

I went to my college reunion last weekend, and it wasn't as awful as I had expected. In fact, the awful bits feel like they slid right off, and I found myself feeling relatively well-armored by my husband's and my friends' regard.

( long story )

In the end, it didn't hurt as much as I thought it might. In fact, it didn't even make as much of an impact as I thought it might, though I'm willing to admit that there may be some long term repercussions that I haven't parsed yet. Everyone thought my occupation as a lady of leisure was awesome, and it seemed to be without judgment. I announced my sobriety a half-dozen times, and didn't get any sort of acknowledgment, good or bad, and while I might have wanted a little bit of praise, I understand that was a silly wish. I also feel like if I was going to drink, this occasion was high on the "10 times Omnia might stumble" list and I made it through.

Most of my dramas involved classes other than my own, which helped. Attending the class of '99's reunion would probably have been closer to performing an unanesthetized appendectomy on myself in terms of pain. All I took away from my reunion is that there are a couple awesome people I should try to stay in touch with, but that the majority of my class are insecure jerks, and even if I wanted to be loved/liked more than I was, I don't really want to be loved/liked by them.