/cgl/ - Cosplay & EGL

>seem normal in most situations, get along with co-works well, actually more comfortable talking with women than men
>regress to spaghetti mode at cons for some fucking reason, absolutely cannot talk to girls at cons without getting horrific anxiety, probably leftovers from teenage years
>co-worker: hey anon you like anime right? my cousin is going to this convention tomorrow would you meet her there so she isn't alone the entire time? great. she's having problems with her cell phone right now here's a pic so you can find her
>she's pretty cute
>go to the con next day and go to the meeting spot at the appropriate time
>i see her before she sees me
>what the fuck she's much cuter than the photo
>she's also cosplaying as mai waifu, pic related
>heart goes aflutter as I fall hopelessly in love with this girl
>begin dropping my spaghetti so hard I try to avoid being seen by her at all
>OH SHIT WHAT DO I DO
>i know i'll just try to think of something and when i do i'll introduce myself surely this won't take much long
>an eternity passes while I stare at this girl trying not to be seen by her
>she goes to the dealer's room
>I begin following her from a distance
>i follow her for roughly a thousand years before i realize what i'm doing
>oh shit i'm a stalker
>anxiety washes over me and it's like i'm a teenager all over again
>i rush to the bathroom
>begin vomiting
>leave the con and vow never to return
>that night get fb messages from her asking if I was still going
>ignore them
>co-worker thinks i'm a dick now
>learn from a mutual friend of the co-worker his cousin killed herself later that year