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Now today's first story comes from a deleted user who says today I messed up by expecting my

family to pay for my birthday dinner. Yesterday I turned 18 years old. For the past six years like

clockwork every day on my birthday would go to the same place for dinner

I'd always get the same thing for those who are a bit confused I have extreme

OCD and high-functioning autism which means I'm very well regulated and like things to

say the same way that they always have been back to the story every year on my

birthday we go to Applebee's.

The first thing I would get is steak and shrimp parmesan with a side of loaded mashed potatoes

and cheesy steamed broccoli.

Hate me or not with a side of mozzarella sticks.

In total, it's around $30, a bit expensive I know.

I couldn't really tell something was off into a bit later because when me, my mother,

my stepfather, my older brother sat down, they didn't really say anything. I was confused at first

and started tapping my fingers on one another like I always do. The conversation went a bit like

this, not an exact replica. Well, I was rather confused. Well, aren't you going to call

the waiter over? And this gave me extreme anxiety. I have extreme issues with speaking with people

and I tend to stutter and get very scared if that's the right word. I asked her if she could do it

and she does it in a huff. My dad and brother staring nonchalantly. As she calls

the waiter over, the alarm bells are ringing in my head. This is never how it went before.

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