I Am Not Ashamed – by Lindsay Kay

Dear Daughter, Social Anxiety–that’s what the therapist called it as I sat across from her on the mahogany leather couch. Her office was devised to look like a living room, to make me feel at home, but all I could think was, “I wouldn’t be here if I was normal.” The list of my oddities…

I’m Able Because God Is Capable.

Meeting new people makes me anxious.  I’m not one of those people who will go up and introduce myself to you.  I’m definitely not the first one to raise my hand for a turn to talk in any group setting. I look for the nearest exit when someone heads my way to talk to me. …