Are you serious?

I buried my face deeper into my arms. I was thinking again, but it wasnt the usual creative happy thoughts. It was worry. I didnt often get worried but when I do it turns into panic, heavy breathing, pure fear sort of worry. Social anxiety has always been my "freind" by "freind" meaning it never leaves me and is always by my side no matter what. Now you might be wondering what type of fear. Well I'll tell you but if you dont like it then this story may not be for you. First of there are 2 things first off I like guys and in case you didn't guess (or were to oblivious to the leading Male thing) I am a guy. now if you already dislike gays well you should probably leave now because what I'm about to tell you might just make you upset so best to leave now while you still have a chance. So your still here aren't you. well congrats hope your open minded enough to deal with my last "freaky thing". so your really this inclined to here it. well alright my 2nd thing is well I like making giant plush cartoony human like creatures that you can wear or in other terms a furry. yes yes I know I know oh look at that furry. oh look it's got a tail and everything I KNOW. Leave if your not equipped to handle my furryness I dont want to see any hateful comments about this. Anyways so you might be wondering why am I telling you all this. Well today has been a particularly hard day for my happy nature and extreme fuel for my social anxiety to start kicking me in the shin. Because today I brought my giant cartoon animal to school.