Yea I wouldnt doubt it. My best buddy thinks I have depression, social anxiety disorder, panic problems, etc. He takes me to a bar and i practically crawl up into the corner and rock back and forth. I mean it is bad already because on one had i have no problems if it is entirely professional. If it is personal, i am totally lost. I mean it cant be normal to be in college, be a senior, and have yet to hit on any woman. If a chick starts to talk to me i am like running as fast as possible.