She's the one curled up in the corner, hyperventilating and overthinking scenarios and trying to vanish into thin air. I know, she's a little odd. That's why I don't introduce her that often. She's not exactly the life of the party.
She's the one curled up in the corner, hyperventilating and overthinking scenarios and trying to vanish into thin air. I know, she's a little odd. That's why I don't introduce her that often. She's not exactly the life of the party.
Firstly, this was not the post I had planned on writing, however, things keep conspiring against me. Soooo... instead I'm going to write about Anxiety. This has been on my "To Blog About" for a while but it's not a comfortable topic for me. I have suffered from extreme social anxiety for....ever and while I have learned to manage it better it still makes me uncomfortable to talk about. In fact, my anxiety is such an uncomfortable thing that when I talk about it in real life, it sometimes comes across like a separate person. As if I need to separate myself from it. Yes even here on the page of typed words it makes me stressed.