Being with people

Now that I'm used to being with people. I don't like being left alone, especially on holidays or on days off.
I still found myself spacing out from time to time when I am in a social situation, but it's a lot less frequent and severe than it used to be.
I'm also glad that I revealed my condition of anxiety and social-phobia to some people I trust, so they can look out for me when I start to dwindle down the abyss of despair. And they do, I really appreciate that.
I finally realize that I am not too heinous a person to be with; some people actually find me interesting to talk to.