“Social Anxiety doesn’t exist, you’re just shy”
“Just suck it up and go ask an employee, you’re being a baby”
“It’s not that hard to call someone, just do it”
“Stop making up excuses, job interviews aren’t that bad”
“God, why did you freak out like that? it was just a few people”
“Have you tried just getting over it?”
“If I wake up on time and don’t have a panic attack on the way there, I’m going” is about the best guarantee I give anyone.
“ Becoming a person has been hard.
First off, because we have this belief that in order for an aspect about you to be real, you have to prove some genetic cause. Or at least some childhood inclination. Which doesn’t work if you don’t exist, if all you are is an extension of what you are told you are. I am making myself. I’m taking pieces and seeing if they fit, if I’m comfortable with them, and that isn’t always a clear-cut answer – especially when some of those pieces go against all the training that’s been pounded into me about who I’m supposed to be.
And second off, trying to be a person is…terrifying, to say the least. Because it’s vulnerable. Because you can get hurt, being a person. ”
You’re like: What do I say?
“Oh my God, Who am I?”
via sodamnrelatable
(Source: iloveboomboom)
