If this were the real world, I’d be looking for an exit. When it comes to introductions and small talk I tend to be vague and shy. I can be robbed of entire conversations mostly because when others are talking, I am willing myself to be calm and simultaneously thinking of all of the potential things which could go wrong. Sometimes I am scanning signs, searching for words within words or looking for certain colours. Other times I just don’t have the energy or desire to contribute.
This is just a blog. My anxiety will dictate what I am allowed to write. My depression will control how often I come here to express myself. Hopefully my true personality will emerge from the prison behind these words.