The dangerous thing about being extremely self-conscious is the moment you realize you’re the only one who actually gives a shit about you. It’s so easy to get swept up in the anxiety of how you look, how you’re acting, how awkward you were or how stupid you sounded. But, really, you’re the only one who noticed. Or at least you’re the only one who cares now, several days after the fact.
It’s dangerous because it reminds you you are utterly alone. And when you’re a self-conscious person, that’s either a terrifying realization or another step down into the abyss.