I have anxiety with large groups. I went to someone I care abouts graduation today and I was so mad at myself that I couldn’t focus on why I was there. My heart was pounding out of my chest for the hour and ahalf that I was there. My mom nagged at me for being so unfriendly. For the 87392742983428 time I told her what was wrong and her response once again was “why would you have that? That doesn’t make any sense! You moved to NY and loved it there!!!” She has never excepted the fact that I have legit problems with certain things. But this always bugs me. I come from the south in a fairly small town where you fuck up once and you hear about it for years to come. NYC on the other hand, yeah 10X the people but not one gives two fucks about you. Everyone there has blinders and if just trying to get where they’re going. Its so fast paced that no one has time for that shit.