This whole 'getting panic attacks when thinking too hard about being social' thing really, really bites - especially when I get depressed during or afterwards from it, which in turn feeds more panic. The fun ends up lasting between half an hour and several hours.
The extra super fun dilemma I have is whether I need to try and work it out by being stable at home, or by aggressively going out and hanging with people. Of course, thinking too hard about this usually ends up bringing on more panic and depression.
Christ, I better not end up losing even more weight from this. That'd be Bad.
