nonentity
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A quick rundown: I leave the house approximately every 8 weeks or so to see my psychiatrist. His office is an hour and a half away, and the whole time I'm in a frenzy wondering if my cat's okay, if the house is burning down, if bridges we cross will collapse, if we'll get in a wreck. I have such severe phobias about social interaction that I can't speak to my own grandmother on the phone. A good friend of my mom's and a man who's been very good to me is dying and I can't go see him. When I'm around people I feel that my every word and even every movement or gesture is stupid and wrong and later on I look back on everything I said and did and torture myself wondering if I made a fool of myself. Is there anyone who can at all relate to this? Am I a FREAK, a total abberation???