Today, I hung out with someone I barely knew and ate (a fucking delicious vegan) dinner with two more people I didn’t know at all.
A year ago, it would have been basically impossible for me to even think about doing something like this.
But I fucking did it.
With minimal anxiety problems.
I decided recently that I wasn’t going to let my social anxiety mess with my life as much as it has. It’s kept me from meeting people, doing things, and just generally growing as a person, and that’s not an acceptable way for me to live. I have things I want to do in this world to help improve it, and letting this disorder rule my life isn’t going to get the things done.
I know simply having this mentality isn’t going to fix everything.
I have my good days less often than I have my bad days, but the fact that I’m even having as many good days as I’m having is… well, it’s unbelievable and fantastic. I wish I could figure out what triggers the good days and what triggers the bad days to help make the good days more frequent.
But, you know, I’m just going to embrace this day and what I was able to do and brag to myself and Tumblr about it.
Because I feel great.
And it’s great to feel great.