It seems to me (and it makes sense to me) that bloggers talk more often than other groups of people about social anxieties. So much, in fact, that I'm a little tired both of reading about it and of writing about it. BUT: it comes up so often, and affects so many areas of life, it's not so much "writing about social anxiety x 5" as it is "writing about how social anxiety is screwing up my ability to call a doctor who could help with social anxiety x 1" plus "writing about how social anxiety is complicating the decision of whether or not to attend BlogHer x 1" plus "writing about..." and so on.
Today it's "writing about how social anxiety is complicating my children's social lives x 1". Elizabeth is in kindergarten, and she's socially comfortable at least for now. And she BADLY wanted a playdate with another little girl she knows and likes. And I REALLY DON'T WANT TO ARRANGE IT, NOR DO I WANT TO PARTICIPATE. I mean, REALLY don't---as in, I would rather let a spider walk on my hand. BUT: I am aware that one of my responsibilities as a parent is to help my children arrange things they're not able to arrange for themselves, especially when those things are actively good for them. And so. I waited for a brave moment and I pounced on it.
It helped x 1,000,000 that I had the other little girl's parents' email address from the class list: instead of Phone Hurdle plus Playdate Hurdle, it's only a Playdate Hurdle. But this morning is the playdate, and I would rather be doing almost anything else. Going to the grocery store with three children? SURE! And they can't sit in the cart? NO PROBLEM! And they'll drink coffee first? WHY NOT! And a spider will walk over my hands while I'm shopping? NO BIG!
It won't be as bad as I think. I might even enjoy parts of it. And certainly the relief when it's over and we're driving home will be glorious, and I'll be so glad I did it for Elizabeth's sake. And then she will want me to arrange another one.
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