Public Places Are Not The Enemy!
So, I've recently started going to the gym with my best friend and I was super PSYCHED about going. When talking with my friend, I was like "Yeah, man! I can't wait! We are going to look so sexy! We are going to kick ass!" Then... the time came to actually go. I about had a panic attack. I walked through those doors and into the gym and I was stunned. I was seriously mortified to be standing in there! The first day at the gym I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't think rationally. I followed my friend around like a puppy dog, waiting for her to tell me what to do. I was so afraid to try anything by myself. I needed her there with me. I COULDN'T do anything alone and when I tried to do something by myself I just thought that everyone was looking at me, laughing at me, and judging me. The second day was a little better. But the thoughts were still there in my mind. If someone looked at me, even just for a split seco...