I had my work christmas party today. I've been at this place for 2 months, before that I was working for 3 years somewhere else. I'm 29. At the end of the supper was the dancing where I got petrified and announced I was leaving, especially after someone said we all get up and go on the dance floor on the next song. So, to my announcement people looked away at me, my boss said bye and at that moment I felt as if suicide was an extremely viable option. Just because I had no clue how I was going to face these same people (my team) on Monday.
But, of course, I will probably find a way to make it on Monday, yipdee f...ing do, not that it won't take every ounce of me of course and that I won't be thinking about what they think about me.
Just one time I would like for someone in my life to completely understand why I left that table, because they feel the same way too. I was petrified, maybe if those people knew that, if you gave them what they were petrified of they would feel the same way.
I heard somewhere that 10% of people suffe from social phobia, I would love for one of them to be at that table...but no.
Thanks for reading and all the best.