Embarrassment is the pesky side effect of the miracle drug that is courage.
This article is written by a 23-year-old female who considers herself on the slightly extreme spectrum of introversion.
A few years ago, we had a resurgence of the awkward kid. It was suddenly cool to act like you were awkward, to profess how weird you were in certain situations, and to play up those character traits as cute little quirks.
Dancing in the middle of the room when nobody else is.
The one person you really don’t want to see.
I am not a “cool girl” and no matter how hard I try to be it will never be who I am.
Remember, just a few weeks ago at the health food store, I was weighing my to-go salad and tried to strike up conversation with the cashier when you popped in?
“Okay, so I made a little mistake…”
You won’t order food from a place unless they have online ordering.
Decaf. Caffeine kind of worsens anxiety, so if you are a junkie like me, either keep it to one cup in the morning or decaf it for the day.