What actually is social anxiety? Apparently, it’s the fear of being seen and judged by others. I’ve grappled with this a good bit in my life. At first I believed I had severe social anxiety but then I realised that sometimes I felt anxious with people and other times, I didn’t. Which led to the realisation that the only people I experience social anxiety with are the people who are pricks. And it doesn’t take much to be a prick, in my “too sensitive” opinion. Pricks are the people I don’t want to be seen or judged by. I mean, it’d be concerning if I wanted to be seen and judged by nasty people, no?
As the saying goes, before you diagnose yourself with depression, make sure you’re not just surrounded by assholes. I feel this is an appropriate time to address the fact that I spent 7 years in therapy not because there was something wrong with me, but because I couldn’t get out from underneath the sea of assholes I was drowning in. I also didn’t actually know I was drowning in a sea of assholes.