i think that trying to function in society when you have an anxiety disorder is a lot like trying to eat soup with chopsticks
everyone else is walking around eating their soup with spoons and they look at you and ask, "why are you using chopsticks?" and they laugh, make it into a joke that this weird person is eating soup with chopsticks even though it's really difficult.
you say, "i don't have any spoons."
they say, "oh, here, i have a lot of spoons!
here, have one, it's so much easier!"
and then they hand you
another
f/cking
chopstick