my anxiety has a loophole that if somebody is else is equally or more uncomfortable I develop the sudden ability to Do The Thing
i cant go and ask for more ketchup for myself but if my friend wants more ketchup im out of my seat in a second
Me: That’s not what you ordered. Tell them.
Boyfriend: No it’s ok… it’s fine, really. I’ll just eat-
Me: EXCUSE ME THIS STEAK IS FAR TOO RARE AND HE ORDERED MEDIUM THANK YOU SO KINDLY FOR YOUR ASSISTANCE!