When I awoke I was laying on the couch with a wet washcloth on my forehead. Everyone was standing around staring at me. At first, I thought I was dreaming but then I remembered where I was. It was my 30th birthday party.
Almost immediately, I sat bolt upright and screamed at the top of my lungs.
Mama tried to calm me down, but I had to let my frustration out and nothing anyone did was going to stop it. When I could finally breath, I looked around the room. I was so livid, I couldn't even remember who some of the people were.
"Why did you do this to me? You knew I didn't want a party. You knew I didn't want to be reminded of my birthday."
Mama said, "Why would I want to forget my youngest child's birthday?"
I climbed up on the back of the couch. "You've ruined my life. I'll never be able to show my face around this town again."
"I think you're overreacting."
"Overreacting? How am I suppose to react when my own mother makes a fool of me?"
"Fran, it took a lot of hard work planning this party."
Granny took Mama's arm and said, "Susanne, leave her alone. Some people can't be helped."
To me, she said, "You need a shrink."
That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I took my things and I left. So much for the people who love me.