Over the hump and back to a pleasant, and perhaps familiar, state of "merely awkward"

[the_fantastic_ms_fox]

Tonight I realized that since I spent so many months with a mind on my gender presentation, it became indistinguishable from my general social anxiety. Gender was so on my mind, so foremost among all other social worries, that I forgot the others were there.

Tonight, I could find no reason why others' perception of my (trans)gender(yness) was an obstacle, and yet the anxiety remained. This is fortunate because there's not a lot that I can do about the passing thing that I also want to do.

The problem was that I was awkward. No trans issues, just plain awkward. I forgot what that felt like. I'm surprised to find "garden variety social anxiety" a welcome relief, but it is.