i answered yes to the pole, but not in the same sense everyone else is answering yes. my parents tried their hardest to help me in every stage of my life, even before i battered the concept of social phobia into their ignorant skulls. now i realize, the only way they can truly help me is to be virtually nonexistant, so the terabytes-worth of anxiety attack memories in my past won't be reopened like old wounds at the very sight of them(my parents), the sound of their voices, their constant, innocently veiled nagging over this or that...