I sure do love desperately trying to tear the skin off my arms in any social situation I'm in because I feel so overwhelmed just by making eye contact with somebody or just by trying to hold a conversation.

I sure did love being practically mute through all of middle school because of my mental illness.

I sure do love constantly feeling like I'm being watched by everybody and that the smallest mistake will cause me ridicule, and make me burst out sobbing uncontrollably.

I sure did love isolating myself from my two friends and in-person school for two years straight because of my social anxiety disorder.

This isn't just a matter of being shy, this disorder is so much worse than that. It's crippling and it's debilitating to deal with. My mental illness isn't cute or quirky either, it doesn't make me an "uwu I'm so shy girl", it makes me an absolute loser when I'm not on my meds for it.