Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Melancholy Jen...

I'm in a fairly depressed state. I've been living with my social anxiety disorder for as long as I can remember, and so far I've been able to cope with everything, within reason. Okay, sure I threw up in more than one speech class. Now I feel the need to do something completely un-characteristic of me. I need to ask a guy out. Out for drinks or something. If I were to do this, it would be like me asking him "Would it be alright if I threw up on your shoes?"

I can't do this. I've talked it over with Kate and Liz and they keep saying "ask him out. You'll regret it forever if you don't." Well, I'm full of regrets and I can't do a damn thing unless there are psychiatric drugs in my system. I'm too shy for this. I'll just regret everything and grow old completely alone, apart from the turtle. Why must my life be this shitty?

2 comments:

Tyrone Vitoff said...

Getting turned down is WAY better than not knowing at all. Relationships are like the lottery. You can't win if you don't play. I say go for it. Maybe he likes girls that throw up on his shoes. You'll never know unless you go for the gusto.

Julie said...

Can you do it via email? I'm also way-shy in this department, but I've done my smoothest work via email. It takes away the fear of the face-to-face refusal.