Raise your hand if the thought of walking into an event where you don’t know a soul gives you major anxiety. (Raising my hand over here, or at least kinda.) As a blogger and someone who is put in pretty awkward/small-talk situations often, this was something that really, really stressed me out – and still does sometimes, before I talk myself out of it. I used to just not go if I couldn’t bring Lisel or if someone I knew wasn’t going to be there, which, quite honestly, isn’t good for business. And as an adult, I wanted to conquer this fear of being a “loner” or “awkward” with a room of strangers.