I just watched my fiancée, in like, five minutes, charm a whole room of people she’d never even met. And I just... stood there. Smiling. My chest felt tight. Like, a physical constriction. Is that normal? To feel like you’re observing your own life from another room? She’s so good at it. And I just... I don’t know if I can ever be that. I don't want to bring her down. But sometimes I feel this deep, almost painful, ANXIETY that I’m just not enough for her, socially. What if I never am?