Glad to see my advice worked! See? It’s not that difficult

Then it crawls back up your ass when even nothing bad has happened.

Where’s my spidey-strength to rip off the depression when someone says that

I came in late to a seminar due to a location change. Usually I’m a punctual person because the anxiety is hit-and-miss in crowds.

I groused quietly about the remaining seating and suggested I just go, because it could be better for everyone. She said “oh, don’t worry: you’ll be fine.”

Before I could stop it, I’d fired back with, “oh, well that’s the feeling of a lifetime of anxiety leaving my body. Why did no one try that before?”

Seminar day went a little downhill.

Maybe you should have talked to a professional, instead of someone who does not know any better …