One of the amazing parts of recovering from social anxiety is getting to discover my real personality. Like, it turns out that when I'm not being smothered by all-consuming irrational fear, I'm a naturally cheerful and friendly person. My default expression is a smile, and I think I could fairly be described as bubbly. I like saying hi to strangers, waving to squirrels, and making little explosion noises when I hit a pedestrian crossing button. Talking to cashiers used to be a hellish ordeal or outright impossible. Now, a little chit-chat at the grocery store puts a bounce in my step. This is how I wanted to be, how I should have been if not for my disease holding me down, and I love it so, so much.






















