Movie Theater

I went and saw “27 Dresses” today. I’d been wanting to go since it came out, but I kept chickening out at the last moment. I kept thinking about the fact that I’d be alone in the dark. The image of someone storming in the theater and shooting everyone kept creeping into my mind when I thought about going too. After thinking about the image, I decided it was important that I go. I can’t let the disturbing images rule my life.

It’s hard. I still haven’t gone swimming because of the images. I decided that the movie was safer because I could have better control of my environment. I sat against a wall in the back. That also allowed me to be as close as possible to the exit. I never feel comfortable unless I can see an exit. I guess it’s because I need to feel like I can leave at any moment. Also, I go to the bathroom a lot (an effect of anxiety), so I have to be able to make a quick escape to the bathroom at any given moment.