That one part of adulting I still can’t get used to

Making appointments, calling the bank, or doing other things that I’m used to having my parents do for me is something that still takes some getting used to. It’s not that I’m lazy, it’s just that I get nervous! What if I say the wrong thing, what I forget to tell them why I’m calling, what if they can tell I haven’t fully adulted yet and hang up on me? Sure all of these possible outcomes are ridiculous, but tell that to my own anxiety. I have done my share of drinking gallons of orange juice and WebMD searches just to avoid calling the doctor when I get the sniffles. Perhaps I’ll get used to making these calls myself when I finally have children or a pet cat.