I got invited to go fishing with some coworkers and had to say no. It's kind of a shame since I don't have any friends and it was a chance to do something social, plus the area they wanted to go is chill and out in the woods. But I've never been comfortable with fishing. It's a big part of where I grew up. Lots of people don't even eat the fish. They toss the poor things back in the water.
Maybe I could still go but just hang out on the shore.
I'm so crippled by social anxiety that I can barely make it to the grocery store without having a massive panic attack even on a good day. I can't keep a job for more than a year, I'm a fucking alcoholic, and I'm alienated from my own family. Going fishing on the local lake or the fjord is one of the few things that keeps me alive. But sure, I'm really fucking ableist.
Way to completely miss the point.