Truth is, I wanted to hide under a bed many times but I only did it once or twice. It wasn’t very comfortable and did not provide the desired affect. So, after indulging I no longer had the desire to hide away.
Anxiety
Diagnosis
I just knew I was sick as can be
there had to be something seriously wrong with me.
Of all the people that ever lived in history
no one has ever been quite as sick as yours truly.
Turns out my only malady
is a case of anxiety.
Really?
I thought for sure I was a goner, see,
And this diagnosis doesn’t exactly
help me.
© 2013 ck’s days
Meet My Pet Monster: Social Anxiety
A question I get asked is, “What is it like to suffer from social anxiety?” Actually, I cleaned up the question a bit, but that’s the essence. I could counter with, “What’s it like not to suffer from social anxiety?” Ever since I can remember, I’ve had this problem. When I was in therapy a few years ago, I wrote an abstract story to describe what I feel like (The Traveler and the Little Girl). What? Too trippy? Let me try and explain a little clearer.
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