That’s what you get when you love like I do. When you love recklessly.
Memories that can’t be gotten a hold of or contained.
People who can’t be hated or loved or forgotten.
- Me: Do you have advent calendars yet?
- LEGO Store employee: Yes, which kind are you...
- Me: The not-Star Wars & not-needlessly-gendered one.
- LEGO Store employee: *nods emphatically*
Social anxiety isn’t “omg I hate people lol I wish I was sleeping and watching netflix!”
It’s “I want desperately to be able to hang out with people but I hate the feeling of sheer panic and fear I get around them so I don’t/ can’t and it eats away at me every day so I end up just staying home and say I’m sleeping or watching something”
just because I’m alone, doesn’t mean I want to be.
just because I appear comfortable, doesn’t mean I am.
yup. I am an extrovert caught in limbo between ADHD and social anxiety. when I’m not around people enough, then I get to add depression to this fun mix.