The dark cloud of crippling social anxiety crowding in like it own the place when those good thoughts get too comfy.

I’m not the artist, Heresvix is. Source

  • Zoe@piefed.blahaj.zoneEnglish
    10·
    2 days ago

    Hey look, it’s meeeee

    It doesn’t matter how great the conversation is, as soon as I leave my brain starts trying to find what I said that could have come across as weird. And then I hyper fixate on that until the next time I see them, the conversation is normal, and it starts all over again

    • multifariace@lemmy.world
      6·
      2 days ago

      I just sang Weird Al’s You Don’t Love Me Anymore at karaoke in a bar full of people who probably never heard it before. I’m practicing to do Albuquerque soon.

      Be weird!