I'm a very passionate person. When I get excited about something you can easily tell. My inner nerd comes out. I start rattling off, my tone becomes lighter, my skin begins to glow with excitement. I geek out as I talk about whatever set me off.
Then I slam into the side of a mountain as my anxiety takes over, repeating a voice from my childhood.
"Shut up. No one cares."
Those five words, no matter how excited I am, can destroy me in an instant. And that's why I stop talking and walk away.