It’s a truth universally acknowledged that icebreakers are the worst, right? Well they are for the socially anxious anyway.
It’s strangely stressful to come up with random and interesting facts about yourself on the fly. I often panic and choose the weirdest, most uninteresting things about myself to include.
I’ve never worn contacts…because I don’t need glasses…because I have good eyesight.
After a few of those embarrassing showings in school, I got into the habit at a young age of noting quirks or little known facts about myself, squirreling them away in the event of a sudden onset icebreaker situation. This is how I manage my anxiety: constant preparedness for the most absurd and obscure situations.
This is such an ingrained habit that even though I haven’t had to participate in an icebreaker in years, I still find myself cataloguing facts or traits about myself on occasion. I realized…
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