The Demon Hiding on My Back

I thought I had my anxiety beat. I was wrong.

In my past, I had chronic clinical social anxiety disorder. That is what I would have said a few months ago. That I had, past tense. Now I know better.

Adult life, postponed

When I was in my mid-twenties it was at its worst. There was a time when I didn’t leave my apartment for almost a year. I didn’t…