Why is it everytime I get a chance to do something cool I end up sabotaging myself! It's like my anxiety just shots up through the roof and I start overthinking everything.
Like at the end of the month there's a halloween party I've been invited to by co-workers. I want to go, it sounds like fun! Major fun. But then my anxiety breaks in and I start freaking out!
'What do I wear for a costume?' 'It says 'plus one' I have no friends, my girlfriend is out of town, and I don't wanna be the looser that brings her parents to the party.' 'What if I make a fool of myself?! These are co-workers, they will know me!'
I wanna go to this party but I know from experience that without a friend to be there and hold my hand and to be my pillar of strength- someone that I can at least talk to and know will have my back- I will just end up making up an excuse for why I didn't come.
Man why can't I just be normal and see this as a fun experience to party and have fun. Not a emotionaly crashing one that leaves the pit of my stomach lurching and tied up in knots...
Like at the end of the month there's a halloween party I've been invited to by co-workers. I want to go, it sounds like fun! Major fun. But then my anxiety breaks in and I start freaking out!
'What do I wear for a costume?' 'It says 'plus one' I have no friends, my girlfriend is out of town, and I don't wanna be the looser that brings her parents to the party.' 'What if I make a fool of myself?! These are co-workers, they will know me!'
I wanna go to this party but I know from experience that without a friend to be there and hold my hand and to be my pillar of strength- someone that I can at least talk to and know will have my back- I will just end up making up an excuse for why I didn't come.
Man why can't I just be normal and see this as a fun experience to party and have fun. Not a emotionaly crashing one that leaves the pit of my stomach lurching and tied up in knots...
