Those good old nerves are still here.
Part of these nerves I know is part of being so young. I feel as though I’m such a child and therefore have no life experience.
(Which is entirely untrue unfortunately. I’ve been through my fair share of hardships that most never experience in their lifetime.)
But I still, instinctly feel as though I’m a child next to other people. Even my age. I know that I shouldn’t but I do.
Part of it is being an introvert, I know. It just makes the lead up to meeting and interacting with people difficult because I know how I will feel in the situation. And so I get nervous leading up to everything.
So complicated. And stupid in hindsight.
And yet I can’t help how I feel.