Social anxiety is like suffocating. Or drowning. Or screaming without actually making a sound. Going to a party and being expected to talk is one of the worst. Constantly fighting the urge to run and hide until it is time to go. Feeling like all the air is being sucked from the room. Talking on the phone is probably second on the "Kill Me Now" list. They never understand what I'm saying and it's awful and awkward and really just all around insufferable.
It takes so much for me to really feel comfortable with a person. Months, years even. I detest meeting new people. That's also pretty high on my list. Having to explain and discuss and apologize for things I've already done. Social anxiety is like suffocating.
Or drowning.
Or screaming without actually making a sound.
It's torture without the promise of eventual death.
- to be social
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Big F**king Mood: A New Narrative
Non-FictionA series of thoughts, questions, lists, rants, daydreams, and confessions. TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of depression, anxiety, bullying, and sexual harassment.
