7:08 pm

I absolutely love people. I love being around my friends. I would say quality time is my love language. I also love meeting new people. But I would be lying if I said that I was super anxious on the inside, even though I have been told I play it cool. Worried that every glance or stare means they don’t like me or that I am doing something wrong. I don’t know why I think a look or a stare means I am doing the wrong thing, or ultimately that they are thinking negatively about me. This can happen at work, while working out, or even while simply walking, anywhere. I started to try this thing where, when people are staring instead of thinking that they are thinking something bad, they are laughing, or that there is something on my face; I try to think they think I am beautiful and are captivated by my radiating energy. Now, this is hard, and more times than not it does not happen. But I do try. I think I come off as mean, standoffish, or bitchy sometimes, especially when I’m quiet, but I am really in my own head thinking about the situation I am in, the different personalities and tones, and how I am feeling. Thinking about the fact that I think I am coming off mean. Still trying to enjoy my time at the same time. Sometimes having this brain is tough.