I remembered when I met new people I was silent and would
never say “Hi” or “Hello” I would would just wave or smile at them.But
in the inside I feel guilty or ashamed for being anti-social.I always felt dead inside like
a void is building inside my soul.I do try to speak to new people,but when opening my mouth
nothing comes out.Tears fall from my eyes as my mother yells at me for being too shy and anti-social.
My mother said to me “a closed mouth doesn’t get fed and I can’t make friends like that”. I always try to
build the confidence in myself to speak to new people even if it’s family.I always hated myself for being shy
I feel like i’m trapped in a cage not having the strength to break free

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