I've been more reserved all my life, especially after I started middle school. However, by the time I walked into my old high on the first day of freshman year, my face and upper body were already evenly covered with deep cystic acne- that's what really made me shut up.
I was too embarrassed to look directly at anyone, and I couldn't bring myself to speak aloud unless I had to mumble out an answer to a teacher. I did get a dermatologist who started me on a long trial and error process of topical gels and antibiotics, and the acne improved just a little each year. Still, throughout all of high school, I never had a single friend. I was so humiliated by the stares of other students that I ditched whenever I could, and hid in the library at lunch with my neck aching from holding my head at an angle where fewer people would see my face.
My shut-in phase started at the tail end of childhood, so I never really learned what it's like to have adult friends or even how to communicate with people face to face. The acne's still bad, still causing me embarrassment. Whenever a co-worker asks me a question that requires more than a yes or no, I still can't look them in the eye, and I get so nervous that I stammer and end up looking like even more of a loser.
Other than these instances, I stay alone at home, but pretty soon I'll run out of college courses that I can take online, and I'm going to have to start sitting in lecture halls with normal students, and I know that it's going to be hell reliving the experience of sitting alone, counting the minutes until I can leave, while everyone else passes the time with their friends.
I was too embarrassed to look directly at anyone, and I couldn't bring myself to speak aloud unless I had to mumble out an answer to a teacher. I did get a dermatologist who started me on a long trial and error process of topical gels and antibiotics, and the acne improved just a little each year. Still, throughout all of high school, I never had a single friend. I was so humiliated by the stares of other students that I ditched whenever I could, and hid in the library at lunch with my neck aching from holding my head at an angle where fewer people would see my face.
My shut-in phase started at the tail end of childhood, so I never really learned what it's like to have adult friends or even how to communicate with people face to face. The acne's still bad, still causing me embarrassment. Whenever a co-worker asks me a question that requires more than a yes or no, I still can't look them in the eye, and I get so nervous that I stammer and end up looking like even more of a loser.
Other than these instances, I stay alone at home, but pretty soon I'll run out of college courses that I can take online, and I'm going to have to start sitting in lecture halls with normal students, and I know that it's going to be hell reliving the experience of sitting alone, counting the minutes until I can leave, while everyone else passes the time with their friends.