The journey of a socially anxious kid who had a terrible crush on a female classmate and tried to talk to her but couldn't so he decided to get to the root of the problem and face his social anxiety, and he did so by putting himself outside of his comfort zone and going out and talking to people whenever he could. Being outside of his comfort zone for so long and forcing himself minute after minute and day after day to talk and interact with people in spite of being royally scared threw him in a phase of depression and he became somewhat suicidal to the point where every morning on his way to college, he would stand on the train platform contemplating whether he should jump and end his anxiety and worries once and for all, but every day he would say to himself "maybe tomorrow," and because he could no longer trust himself, he would put his back against the wall until the train safely stopped in the platform just in case he did anything moronic. Eventually, he was able to talk to his crush and they became really good friends and his crush on her started fading away as genuine attraction started taking its place. He treated her like a queen. Fast forward to the last day of the semester, he confessed to her his feelings and asked her out, and she replied by taking a giant shit on his face, literally (not literally no, that's fucking disgusting. God, what's the matter with you?) A day after he confessed to her and asked her out, she unfriended him on facebook. He stayed in his room on his bed for two days without turning on the light. He couldn't believe what had happened. He faced his anxiety despite being scared shitless, he put himself outside of his comfort zone, he fell into depression (which consequently caused him to fail two classes in college because he had no motivation to study), he treated her like a queen and he thought they were good friends and could've sworn she liked him back, and she simply unfriended him on facebook as if he was some stranger she met on the train and was forced to add out being put on the spot but was planning on unfriending later once she left the train because she's probably never going to see him again? Was this friendship that he thought was really good that meaningless to her that she had no problem throwing it all away? Is it normal for a two people to sit together in class, walk together after every class, talk all the time, and even go to get coffee together when one of them doesn't consider the other even a friend? He was absolutely devastated. He didn't know what went wrong, he didn't know why she did that, he didn't know anything, and he was pissed that he did all of what he did in vain. A few days went by and he started to heal. He realized that he most likely over-interpretted everything that happened between them because he has social anxiety and social anxiety causes him to overthink, and also he liked her a lot, so that can easily make him overthink the small things. He realized that she had lost someone who would've done anything for her, while he lost someone who didn't care the slightest about him. He realized that he was the winner. More importantly, he realized that what he had done was not in vain because for the first time in his life, he asked a girl out, and he just as easily do it again. And more importantly, he realized that talking to people became much easier now. Sure, he isn't as social as regular individuals because his social anxiety still affects him, but it affects him to a much lesser extent. He can easily talk to people now. So all of this isn't as bad as it initially seemed.