Social anxiety is the dumbest forms of anxiety, at least in my opinion. I don’t really know when it started as it was a very slow progression that later I found myself completely engulfed in. Continue reading “Are We Still Friends?”
I used to be guilty of changing who I was just to get someone to like me, especially when it came to boys. If he was really into hockey so was I, if he loved motocross suddenly I’d become an avid fan. I’d tailor myself to whomever it was just to be liked or to simply fit in.