I suffer from debilitating social anxiety. I've been in various types of therapy for it since I was 10 years old. Nothing really works. Some medications help a little and some immersion therapies help with confidence but nothing really gets me to the point that I can function in society.
I am 30 years old and still live at home because of this. I was lucky enough to get a job that I don't have to interact with people unless it is through email. But I still have not been able to venture out on my own to get a job. I passed up a job that would have set me for life because of this stupid bullshit. I'm at that point in my life that I feel like a loser. I was able to struggle through college heavily medicated and by avoiding any and all pressures of socializing with anyone. I even managed to work out deals with professors to do extra work to not work in groups or have to speak at all in classes. I managed to do my dissertation through skype!
Recently my therapist started suggesting a service dog. This came about when there were therapy dogs in and I was able to semi-freely talk with other people around. The longer the dogs were around and providing tactile support the calmer I was because I was focused on making sure the dog was comfortable.
So since I live with my mother I brought this up. This would give me an opportunity to possibly get out and actually live life. Have actual friends, a job outside of this house, a LIFE, MOVE OUT. I was immediately shut down. She told me that it was sickening that a dog could help me but a person couldn't. And why couldn't I be normal and be comfortable with a person there instead of a dog. And the only reason I wanted to get a service dog is because she hates animals.
I've tried moving out on my own twice before. But I always end up back here.
I'm going to die in this house. Because no one here cares about me.