I’ve done this so many times before so why do I think something bad will happen this time?
Maybe bad things are more likely to happen because they haven’t happened in the past.
What’s the worst that can happen?
I humiliate myself and have to escape.
What’s my escape route?
Run to the taxi stand and get the hell out of there.
I don’t feel well at all.
It’s just anxiety. JUST anxiety. The force which ruins EVERYTHING. The tag-along. The parasite. My child.
I can do this.