MY WORST NIGHTMARE

The Diary of the Anxious Blogger

A house full of guests… no biggy right? Well, for me when my mum has her friends over I feel trapped. Today is exactly the same. The same feeling leaves me overwhelmed and I cower away in my room to avoid any social interaction and the possibility of being embarrassed.


I know, it seems ridiculous right? I don’t want to come across as rude but I just can’t help it. I feel awkward after-all I don’t these people very well and small-talk is incredibly awkward. Overthinking combined with the fear of seeming anxious makes me a prisoner in my own room. I can’t leave, it’s as if the door is a barrier to the danger. In my mind, I know there is no real danger but I just can’t seem to shake the feeling.

My mum simply doesn’t understand that when she shouts ‘COME DOWN FOR SOME CAKE AND SAY…

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