Can you believe with my “anxiety illness” I am sort of like your friend Bob? I’m reading this (and of course, I’m not done yet) and could relate, especially to this comment because my daughter used to ask me, “Why do you have to talk to everyone you see?” I said, well it’s fun to chat with others and many people are lonely. Her reply, “Well, you are embarrassing and I wish you wouldn’t do it when I’m with you.” As she became a young woman she told me that she was proud of me for being so nice to others.