A nightmare.
A don't want to call the attention. Neither for good or bad.
I think that's the reason for me to develop perfectionism traits. It's not that I want to project a marvellous image of myself, better than the others. It's because I need to do things like any other person to be unnoticed.

I lived one of the worst nightmare for an avoidant or someone with social phobia.
When I was going to school this morning, I was praying for not being noticed bc of my physical change. My partner said: this is impossible.

The thing is that my ****ing hairdresser ( now my ****ing ex hairdresser) had the brilliant idea to paint my hair...let's see how I can describe the color bc I don't think there are words to describe this color. I don't think anyone has this color: peach orange? Chicken yellow?
And I didn't dare to tellhim that I didn't like it. I followed his flow. The only thing more risky I told him is "now, I see myself pretty strange".