"Hey…You know that thing you did two weeks ago in class? Yeah, that thing that probably nobody else noticed… but what if they did, and what if they, like you, are lying awake at three in the morning replaying that situation in their heads too, and they also think that you probably shouldn't have gotten into UGA with the way you conduct yourself in public on a daily basis, and you know what, they probably also realize that raising your hand and then stuttering until the professor moved on from you was the stupidest thing you possibly could have done. They know that, you know that, let's not pretend that we don't all know that. In addition, they probably also think that you would be better off never leaving your room again, just to be safe. Stay here and think about what you've done; they'll never look at you the same."

Ah, the voice of anxiety. She's a cute one. Unfortunately, most of us face this battle within ourselves on a regular basis. We make a pretty minuscule mistake - dropping a water bottle in a quiet lecture hall, waving at someone when they're not waving at you, loudly saying the wrong answer in class - and at first, you're like OK, shake it off, it happens. But then you think it back over. And the more you think about it, the stupider it becomes in your head. Cut to three the next morning and you should probably just drop out of school now. This is your own personal apocalypse.