Dr. Strangelove, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Women

Everybody gets socially anxious. For some, it is crippling, confining them to their homes. It is pathological, warrants the term ‘disorder’ and the medical treatment that goes with such diagnosis. To others, it is a minor annoyance: the non-pathological dose of fear before speaking to a large audience. For me, social anxiety manifested in an inability to experience romantic love. The cruel irony of social anxiety is; that which we fear is the very thing we crave. Friendships, relationships, the need to love and be loved: these are all contingent upon the very social interactions that we are afraid...

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