[Merskelly Metalien]

<x} Of course my silly ass just turns right around and pokes jokes at my depressive mood in the hopes that I won't bum anyone out. ;U;

"What's wrong with you?"
:] I can't determine flirts from compliments.
I swear I try to breathe correctly but my anxiety freezes my lungs up.
I think being assertive is the same as holding someone hostage.
I can't see the good in my abilities, and don't seem to gain confidence back.
I constantly compare myself to others and put myself down in accordance with the hierarchy of skills and personality.
I think I'm the biggest idiot with an IQ of 146.
I get nervous around anyone older than me.
And I hide my depression and discomfort with silence, nods of assurance and a smile of pain.
;U; *inhale* ...aaahhhhh social interaction makes me wanna screeeeeaaammm..but I can't so I'll just scream internally. ^~^;