I'm not looking for "it's a chemical imbalance" or anything. But why me? This seems like some sort of sick joke, some kind of punishment. Why am I terrified of talking to people? What did I ever do to deserve this? I've never killed anyone, never stolen anything, heck, I even obey the flipping speed limit most of the time. I know some people have it worse and I'm sure they wonder why them as well. I'm not trying to belittle anyones suffering.
But why? Why did it have to me that ended up with an anxiety disorder and this feeling of panic half the bloody time for no other reason but...well, for the hell of it, it's beginning to seem.