I figured out another source of my severe anxiety!
See- I really wanted to go to my senior homecoming. I finally had an outfit I liked, friends I felt safe with, and the confidence to go. My mom asked me when I wanted to get there, and I said that I actually wanted to be there before it opened. She started ranting to me about how embarrassing it would’ve been if she did that back in high school. She got in my head so I stayed back for a fancy dinner with her. I missed it. I missed my last chance to actually socialize in a casual setting with people my age. I missed so many inside jokes and experiences. I missed hanging out with my friends. This is why nobody wants be around me- because I never get there. Then my mom continues to worry about how bad my social life is while continuing to fuss over what was embarrassing when she was my age.
I feel like an embarrassment- like a problem, like a burden, like an annoyance. I have such a low self esteem and she just DIGS at it every time I try to tell her what I’m comfortable sharing. I can’t tell anyone anything anymore without it being completely anonymous. I feel like I’m suffocating and being compacted into a small box.