Social Anxiety Is Exhausting, Especially As A Mom

The elementary school auditorium is already sweltering by the time I wedge myself into a random empty seat between two dads in puffer vests. Every parent in town seems to be here, fanning themselves with programs and craning for a glimpse of their kid. I spot a few familiar faces and feel my pulse quicken. My son’s up there, back row, scanning the crowd for me. I lift my arm to wave, pretending to be composed, the kind of mom who relishes these things. At that moment, I’m deeply grateful for the edible I took earlier.Of course, I’m proud anytime I get to witness one of my children’s accomplish