I’m not sure if I’ve shared this one with you before, but I am a rather bitter and angry person, and that bitterness sometimes spills over in to abject contempt.
I find conversations really hard work. I am shy, I am awkward and I am not the most comprehensible person when I speak.
I have spent a long time wrestling with depression and social anxiety. My way through is not everyone else’s. Let me take you through it, as a form of an example…
I have always feared social situations, and I have always taken any action I could to avoid new situations.
Please please please don’t hate me. Opinions are horrible things.
Every time I feel comfortable in a friendship group, it all falls apart, and I learn that I was never one of their friends after all.
A man is being manly with me. He is an alpha male, inviting me in to his group. I mutter and I stutter. I cannot make eye contact, and I should stop staring at his teeth.