The last two nights, H and I went out to dinner with H's work. That was the hardest socializing I've had to do in a long time. But I did it! And I'm proud of myself. H and I felt so out of place! They were all extremely nice and welcoming, but we clearly didn't fit in. They were all beautiful, in shape, and rich. They talked about botox and fillers and superstitions about celebrities. All of them drank. I really liked them, but I was so anxious. I did my best to talk and to engage. I did my wifely duties.