Just needed to come to a place where I know I am understood. My best friend's daughter got married today, and of course, I was invited to the wedding. I am now home from it, and waiting to go to the reception. I got nailed badly with tons of perfume and feel so awful. The reception is swanky and it cost a fortune to feed everyone....I do not have the nerve to just opt out an hour ahead of time. My friend understands my problems, but seated me at a table with a gal who bathes in perfume (no other place to put her). She sat in front of me at church and I almost died....had to move to the other end of the pew. Perfume swirling everywhere. I am petrified. My plan is to go and try to get through dinner and get out of there. If I get too sick before they serve, we'll have to leave. I know already that I should not have gone, period, but for some stupid reason I keep trying to have a life of some sort, plus this lady and I have been best friends forever. Okay, I vented and that's what I needed to do. I pray I can handle this somehow. If that other gal with the heavy duty perfume were sitting elsewhere, I might have half a chance, but I already know that I don't. No more weddings for me unless it's close family.
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