I am a master at a thing, I like to call anxiety travel. By nature, I am an introvert. I have Aspergers and after a lifetime of being made to feel other, and wrong for simply existing, severe social anxiety. My greatest angst is knowing that I don’t know what to do in a given social environment. I analyze the length of my conversations and look for clues as to how to where I messed up, I scour the faces of people I interact with for a cue that tells me to backtrack or make a quick exit so I can mentally disect why it is I commited one imagined…