Well it didn't happen. I chickened out at the last moment.
I couldn't stop thinking about being looked at, and after a whole morning of throwing up (nerves) and then 'prettying' myself up I texted to say that I just couldn't face it.
We've know each other for quite a while, and he is well versed in my inability to do many basic things that others take for granted.
Luckily I didn't spoil his day, but now I just feel so deflated. I had (somehow) managed to make myself look nice, not just reasonable or passable, but actually date 'worthy'.
And after I had sent the text you know that I regretted it. You know that I just wanted to do it, to actually enjoy myself. The second the anxiety and stress and fear lifted after sending that text, all I wanted to do was go on the f-ing date...
I hate social anxiety...
-LUM-
I couldn't stop thinking about being looked at, and after a whole morning of throwing up (nerves) and then 'prettying' myself up I texted to say that I just couldn't face it.
We've know each other for quite a while, and he is well versed in my inability to do many basic things that others take for granted.
Luckily I didn't spoil his day, but now I just feel so deflated. I had (somehow) managed to make myself look nice, not just reasonable or passable, but actually date 'worthy'.
And after I had sent the text you know that I regretted it. You know that I just wanted to do it, to actually enjoy myself. The second the anxiety and stress and fear lifted after sending that text, all I wanted to do was go on the f-ing date...
I hate social anxiety...
-LUM-