The house is full again, and I just had a dawning realisation that the thought of having to socialise terrifies me. I get along with them, they are great and nice - but...I don't know. I time going down to the kitchen so that I don't have to talk to anyone. I stay in my room all day when because it seems to be the only place I feel remotely comfortable or safe.
Now I realise my anxiety really was getting worse - but tapered off when everyone left for the holidays.
Charming.
About Me
- TeddyEddieElley
- I go to uni. I doubt I will finish. My favourite subject is Philosophy. I love languages, reading, cooking and learning. This is mostly me ranting and venting, as it usually is with blogs. I have depression and anxiety which leads me to some very scrambled and irratic thoughts and behaviour, so enjoy this insight. If you can be bothered reading it.
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