For as long as I can remember; me and people have not been good to mix together. It's not that I don't like people, but only that I have no way of knowing what they are thinking. I know it may sound like I'm a control freak, but it's really not that. Just think of it this way. In a room of ten people there is the possibility of ten negative thoughts about you at that moment. That fact is what makes me uncomfortable.

It can be difficult to handle even the simplest tasks. Walking down a busy hallway, talking with friends in a crowded street, or even answering a question in class can become extremely stressful situations. But as I grew older, these problems grew less and less.

As time passed I realized that its not important what others think about you. People will always think bad things, but why does it matter to you what they are? And its likely that most of the time they aren't thinking anything negative at all.

I would rather spend the short amount of time god allows me on this world without fear of what people think of me, or my actions. Why live life in fear of life itself?