Saying no has always been a problem for me. I feel terrible whenever I tell someone that I can’t do something because they want to know why.
Because I need some freaking me time before my head explodes.
Well you should come have “me time” with us. At the bar. During karaoke night. And you should sing. Alone. Ok, fine, with the group. Then we can head back to so and so’s house and hang out.
How about I go home and play my video games for a while (not socially) and read about your escapades on facebook in the morning? That sounds like a much better plan.
Have I mentioned that I also have social anxiety? Yeesh.
Or: Text comes in:
Friend: Hey! You wanna go for coffee or something so I can unload my problems on you?
I literally just crawled into bed after a day of work…
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