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It’s more than just a mess, it’s Severe Social Anxiety Disorder

Do I really want to tell you this? No, I certainly don’t. But I am at the point where if I don’t tell you, my readers, and you my friends, who I will see at the convention, you are going to think I am a fruit cake.

For more than the last four years of my life, I’ve actually had a medical diagnosis for my craziness. It is severe social anxiety disorder.

I’ve had a long history of surviving tough circumstances. The typical icky childhood, serperated parents, low self esteem, and much more.

I have been taking Effexor XR for four years, and it takes the edge off. Keeps me from having anxiety attacks on a regular basis.

But going to a convention is out of my confort zone. WAY OUT…  I have trouble going to the mall. So although I have a lot more to explain to you all, at least I have let the cat out ot the bag. At least I have told you what I need too about being , just a little bit crazy…

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