making someone with social anxiety talk in front of a class is like asking someone with a broken leg to go run a mile. except, one is acceptable and the other is considered wrong. something obviously needs to change
or calling them out on it like, “why are you so shy” “why dont you talk” “why do look so sad” and then when you try to answer they’re like “oh wow it speaks” like do you understand anything.
this is me. 100000000%
I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
Life is unfair. You put someone first who puts you second. You study your ass off for a final only to get a C. You give 110% to someone in a relationship who only gives 40%. You’re there for a best friend at 3:00am and the next day they don’t pick up their phone. It seems like you’re giving everyone everything and they’re just walking away with it.
boys are so cute and they dont know they’re so cute so they smile and smirk and cock their heads to the side and smile at you and they bite their lips and when they stretch, you can see their stomach, and that little line of hair going to their belly button and down to their crotch and some of them run their fingers through their hair and make it all messy on purpose and sometimes their hands are really big and that makes me happy