*SWOON* I was over the moon about it, but also immensely terrified.
I knew that I could just straight up cancel on him, never speak to him again and move to another continent, but I also knew that I genuinely wanted to do this, and that somewhere really deep down this would be good for me.I was no longer hopeful that he would kiss me, I was just hopeful that I wouldn't vomit whilst in his presence.Why guys fail and why they quit...if you're introverted or not the best-looking guy by "speaking to her DNA", a unique speaking technique I decoded.Tap here to watch a quick presentation on why this unique method works so fast at removing girls' panties.I was so worked up that barely ate for three days and when I did, it all exited my body in a less than orderly fashion. If I wasn't anxious enough already, the day of the *chill sesh* came and the physical symptoms were still in full swing.
For those of you reading this who do not experience anxiety, social or otherwise, you may be thinking and believe me I am aware that this is a lot of work to be so concerned about one thing.
I wish I could have avoided talking about the least-cute-of-all bodily functions, but the reality is that it happens- and it is .
Although anxiety is a mental illness, it can have some really physical symptoms.
All of the nervous thoughts in my head rejoiced and high-fived one another before doing the Macarena in unison.
Slowly but surely my feelings of normalcy came back. I was no longer nauseous, and you better believe that when my hunger returned I made myself a hefty plate of french fries. Although I've had social anxiety since I can remember, at the time I had no idea what social anxiety was.
When people think of social anxiety, the image of a shy girl in the corner, blushing and giggling softly comes to mind.