Yep. I have anxieties so when I do finally open up to someone, I often regret it. Part of it is to do with shame and embarrassment.. or perhaps I realized afterwards I didn't articulate my story in a way I wish I had.. perhaps not using enough filters or saying something that may (or may not) have sounded immature, irrational, or disproportionate. My heart races and I perseverate.

Really though, what I've experienced is complex trauma, none of which would be considered disproportionate or childish.. and nothing that I'd need to be ashamed of.. but my anxiety still brings me there.