Dealing with socialanxiety is no joke... just thinking about going to a group meeting where I've been a couple of times before and struggled has left me trying to breathe properly and not to cry all afternoon. I hate this. I like to think I'm really capable and prepared to just jump into any situation at a moment's, but I think another chunk of my childhood distress has broken off and is drifting like an iceberg around my internal ocean, and I keep titanic-ing on it.