Overwhelming Numbers

Because even superheroes sometimes need to hide under a blanket and regroup.

Because even superheroes sometimes need to hide under a blanket and regroup.

So, I’m at this blogging conference that’s supposed to start in 10 minutes, and for some reason, they aren’t letting us into the room. They have us mingling in a small hallway with wine and food and tables, all I’m assuming, to facilitate networking.

I find it overwhelming, overstimulating, and downright uncomfortable.

Since I’m an adult, I can opt out. I can come sit here in the lobby and keep my eye on the door. I can disengage with the people around me and play on my iPad instead. No one tells me that I have to go mingle, that I have to go talk. I have a choice.

But I have to wonder: is this what it’s like for my kid every time we take him to school or therapy? Is this why he walks into the classroom with a blanket on his head? There’s only one or two other kids in the class when he gets there, but is even this few sometimes too overwhelming?

And my child is a child. He doesn’t have a choice. He doesn’t get to say that this is too much, that this is too hard, that he’s going to wait until the crowd shrinks to a more manageable (or at least more spread out) size. All he can do is throw a blanket on his head.

Author: madelinesmoot

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