How bad does someone’s social anxiety have to be before you start worrying about them? I know mine is bad, but apparently it’s at the point of long conversations about my need for counseling. From multiple people. I didn’t think it was at the point, but I guess I’m a little bias. I know I have little quirks. Like how I prefer to park on the right side of the Mac’s parking spots just because I always have, or that I need to bring my ipod with me everywhere in case I freak out in public. Or the fact that I’m barely in public because I track the people standing near me constantly and it gets exhausting. Some people might think I’m crazy, I just prefer to think of it as having a heightened sense of survival mode. If anyone has seen the movie Agent 47 you’ll get where I’m coming from. So I just wanted to know, at what point would you guys draw the line for someone? Anyway enjoy the song.
Peace.
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