Oct 21, 2005 21:11
...is my utter lack of body confidence. This is why I haven't been to Fencing Club but once; I can't stand to put myself out there like that, not looking like I do. This is also a major factor in my not going to the athletic center. I don't want to be out there, exposing myself to ridicule that I know almost certainly wouldn't come.
It's funny: I can't stand not having external validation of the things I think I'm doing well (writing, etc.), but for the things I think I'm doing poorly, I need nothing but my own paranoia.
Anyway. Comments screened. I'm not really asking for advice, but I won't say no if folks want to give it. (And although this is tagged depression, I'm deliberately not screening it.)
life,
depression