[ SECRET POST #4544 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #4544 ⌋

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Re: Anxiety

[(Anonymous)]

Pizza dude sounds like a real winner. *eyeroll* What I don’t get is why he thinks his tactics would get him far even with non-anxious, non-ace women. Sorry he made you uncomfortable.

Me? Have anxiety? Hoo boy do I ever. I literally let my mail pile up for months at a time because I’m afraid of unexpected bills, even though that’s the worst possible way to deal with them. I’m so glad I can autopay most of the routine stuff, and at least with things like property and income taxes I know the deadlines and can plan ahead.

I’m pretty sure I’m some variety of ace, but not aro. Still, people hitting on me flip me the fuck out, because I assume they’re mocking me, there’s something really wrong with them, or they’re some kind of nut who means me harm. I guess that’s as much paranoia as anxiety, but it’s unfortunately based on experience.

On the rare occasions strangers who hit on me have seemed both sincere and well-meaning, I end up gabbling apologies or laughing at my own panic, and I’m pretty sure I’ve offended them, but I’m never laughing at them, I’m laughing at how fucked up my brain is.