millie wrote:
school was hell for me. and leaving was even more hellish as i had absolutely no life skills. i did not even know how to use a bank acount in a regular manner...
How true is this! As a teenager in the 80s I was often labelled as shy because I wouldn't go into shops on my own. I remember quaking in my boots at the prospect of getting on a bus by myself, having to interact with the driver, finding a seat, etc. But like everything else, once you do it and do it again, you build your confidence.
That's not to say that the initial terror of doing something new goes away with time. A few weeks ago my wife asked me, quite reasonably, if I could go down to the local Starbucks (about 100 yards down the street) and get her a newspaper. I nearly pooped myself, but forced myself down there. What do you know - I picked up the paper, paid for it and walked out. Now I go down every Sunday morning and even order a coffee for myself!
If they had some kind of drug that rid you of that terror and paralysis when faced with something new, I'd have two of them please!