Watch out; there’s a positive progress post about to drop. Brace yourselves.
Yes. I did a thing. A thing that I have barely managed for YEARS.
I WENT OUT TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW 🤯😱🥳
I know. I’m just as shocked as you are right now. Mouth agape and everything. To most people this is just what a social life is, something normal that they don’t even register as a big deal. But for this little spoonie? This little spoonie who’s been ill for nearly NINE years? It’s hugeeeeeeee. I also haven’t crumbled into a heap with payback either *touches wood incessantly* 🤞🏻🤞🏻🤞🏻 AND when you add into the mix that I’ve struggled with social anxiety since I was a teenager, it’s even more awesome. Both nights were fairly big group things; meals, pub, that sort of vibe. I didn’t freak out. I wasn’t nervous. I rarely felt self-conscious or worried that I wasn’t talking enough. I just let myself be me + enjoy it.
I hope you’ve done something lately that made you proud too!