genuine connections are hard to find
I find it really hard to make friends, and sometimes I hate admitting that. A big part of it is that I’m scared of rejection I’ve had my share of fake friends in the past, people who pretended to care but really didn’t. That’s stuck with me more than I’d like to admit. My social anxiety doesn’t help either I overthink what I say, what I wear, how I come across, and sometimes it’s easier to just stay home. On top of that, I’m always juggling work, trying to spend quality time with my husband and my family, and of course taking care of my dog who needs so much extra attention because he’s reactive and attached to me.
Even with all that, I’m trying to change. I’ve been reminding myself that good people do exist and not everyone is going to hurt me or use me. I’m pushing myself to say yes to small invitations, even if I feel nervous just grabbing coffee or replying to messages instead of ghosting because I’m anxious. I’m also trying to open up more about how I really feel, because I know real friendships grow from being vulnerable. I’m making more effort to plan things ahead so I can manage my time better balancing my work, my husband, my family, and my dog without forgetting I deserve a social life too.
At the end of the day, I just want genuine connections. I want to surround myself with people who feel like home and who I can trust, so I don’t have to carry the weight of my worries alone. I know I deserve that, and I’m finally trying to believe it.
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