Deer in Headlights

When people ask me questions, I react as though I’m being interrogated.  “What are you looking at on the computer?” translates to “Where were you on the night of this person’s murder?”  I react as though I’m doing something terrible or I’ve been caught in a lie.  I speak quickly and become wide-eyed and trip over my words.  Sometimes I freeze and say nothing.

My spirit animal is a deer in headlights…

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