This is my first actual post on Wrong Planet following my self-introduction about a month ago. Well, here goes. I had a total meltdown today, and I feel like it's my own fault for over-booking myself. I should know better by now. I'm 40. I can only do one "big" task per day. Today, first, I went to the dentist for a regular cleaning, and the hygienist accidentally dropped my x-ray bitewing on the floor. Then, she picked it up and put it in my mouth. I said nothing. I was disgusted with myself in that moment for not speaking up, but I really don't speak much in public; I tend to say the bare minimum in stressful situations. It's how I manage. It sort of works, but this time it left me feeling terribly humiliated. After that, I went home and had to immediately interact with local police officers regarding a neighbor who has been illegally dumping on our block. That was a surprise, and it was incredibly stressful for me. I became overly verbal suddenly and even raised my voice at the officer for a second. He didn't seem to notice, but I felt badly about it. Then, it was time for me to go to work. I was putting on my shoes when it happened: I had a meltdown. I didn't even try to self-soothe. I know better; I was being obstinate with myself. It prolonged the whole thing. I ended up going to work, but I felt anxious that it was somehow obvious that I was overwhelmed. I feel like I never quite know how to do my hair professionally or wear the right clothes to fit in as a professional, and my internal state today didn't help my perception of being less-than. I can't call in sick at work for "overwhelm." I choose not to disclose my ASD, so any absenteeism for such a reason will not be met with understanding. It would even lead to a reduction in my hours as a penalty.
I wonder if I'll ever be able to handle life's curveballs without melting down. Probably not. Maybe it's best I learn to accept that about myself. I feel sore and exhausted every time it happens, and I'm hard on myself for a few days afterwards. I guess I'm hoping I'm not the only one struggling with overwhelm over "regular" hassles. They don't feel regular to me.