Social Anxiety
I have more anxiety after a social engagement than before it.
Before the event, I am eager to attend, excited to meet up with faces both familiar and unfamiliar. I have a basic, classic wardrobe that serves me well. For hostess gifts I have wine as well as carbonated cider that has the look of champagne. I am set. I am confident.
But after, oh after!
How did I look? Was there a tag or label protruding from the back of my collar? Everything zipped and tucked? The bottom of my shirt, the hem of my skirt the right length in proportion to my height? Too primly ironed? Too rumpled?
Did I eat enough? Too much? Did the hostess notice the scraped-off capers I pushed aside? The signature guacamole I ignored?
What did I say? Did I gush? Did I slight? Did I interrupt? How flat was my joke?/ Did I try too hard to agree? How many times did I call Mary Beth by the name Mary Pat?
Did I leave in a timely manner? Too soon? Too late? Did I give an excuse for my departure? Did anyone care?
Why would anyone ask me anywhere ever again?
But in a few days
I receive an invite from a social circle someone.
I’m so excited I RSVP a quick yes.
I know exactly what dress to wear,
what wine to bring.
I can’t wait.