Hi! Yes, social anxiety is, and always has been, a challenge for me.
When I was a toddler, I remember the feeling of being looked at, laughed at, and when I cried, I got in trouble for being rude to people. (Yes, I am in therapy!)
It was called "painfully shy" back then, and nobody seemed to know about it, and it was definitely seen as a weakness of character.
Looking back, I think my dad may have had it. He wouldn't go out to socialize, only did so when my mother threatened him, then sat quietly all night until he came home. He spend most of his time at home, alone. he didn't drink.
Now, sadly, my 17 year old daughter is also showing signs, and has since puberty. I am worried about her because this is the time for making choices about her future. She refuses counseling, won't read any books I bring home, and won't talk to us unless she brings it up. She is now taking a low-dose of celexa, and seems a bit happier and more outgoing. So, there is hope.
I feel guilt, that this is something she "caught" from me, and also that my very quiet and introverted life has been a detriment to her.