Usually, I am relieved when my friend cancels last minute. My solitude tolerance is 70% while my socializing tolerance is 30%. After an entire day of socializing the day before, I really did not want to go to a concert, despite looking forward to it for months. But as I was meal prepping for the week, I just went, "Fuck it. I can sit here and be sad and anxious while overthinking everything, or I can attempt to enjoy my life." and decided to do the exact opposite of what I'm comfortable with. I called a lyft and arrived at the Brooklyn Steel just as the doors opened (btw Brooklyn Steel is an amazing venue, 10/10 would recommend to a friend). Read more