SOCIAL AWKWARDNESS/ ANXIETY

To whom it may concern,
My name is Katie and I have self-diagnosed myself with social anxiety. Come college years I have realized how bad it actually is. I can’t remember much of middle school as I have chosen to repress those horribly embarrassing memories. However, once I got myself in a nice comfortable friend group, high school was okay within this close niche where my weirdness was accepted. It wasn’t until college that I really felt my social anxiety sink in. I WAS NO LONGER IN MY COMFORT ZONE, and that TERRIFIED me. i chose to hang out off campus with someone I was more comfortable, but it with lead me to marrying the man I adore today. So, I can’t really complain about my utterly horrid college experience it really was my own fault. Due to the fact that I either spent most of my time in class or texting, skyping, and hanging out with him; I missed out on a huge part of “the college experience.” I like casual drinking, but the whole bar and party scene just wasn’t for me and as far as college guys go, I did give it a go, but they were weird and made me super anxious (go figure). Here I am today, three years into my college career on summer vacation and I'm contemplating my social anxiety.
From,
the thoughts and the feels

Dear freshmen, 18 year old self,
I would really encourage you to, not change, but find a constructive way to get over your social anxiety and awkwardness, such as I (future self) have now, through my words on this pointless blog, and remember to always finding a positive even when your situation may seem in the absolute dumps.
Love,
Future self

To whom it may concern,
If you too are suffering a similar situation of social anxiety that is leading you down a path of isolation, I challenging you to find a creative outlet like I have with casual writing, and to embrace your awkwardness.

(ON A LESS SERIOUS NOTE) If your parents are challenging you to get off the computer and get some fresh air, get in your car (if you can drive/ have a car or just walk), roll down your window, and surround yourself within your music (blare your headphones). This way you are getting the fresh air your parents are requesting while being in the comfort of your own space. If your parents are desperate enough to get you out of the house, you can bribe them with money and that way the gas you’re wasting is paid for by the parental units.
YOU’RE WELCOME :)