I, too, used to suffer from social anxiety and took anti-anxiety medications for a while. I’ve finally been able to get off them (in October), but it still is not easy asking for a job. It’s a BIG responsibility, but not one we should ever shirk.
I’ve been living with my parents, unemployed, for over 2 years. I finally finished a vocation program last year and I am looking for a job as a Certified Nursing Assistant (I got an interview this next Tuesday!). It’s so easy to believe that just because we have suitable housing and people are providing for us, that we don’t have to do anymore than that. I could have done WAY more stuff to help out.
Start looking for a job if you aren’t already. Also, in order to show your parents (and yourself) that you are being responsible, start taking up responsibilities for chores, unasked. While your parents are at work or out of the house, vacuum the floors, sweep, dust, mop, etc. And don’t seek recognition when they come home. Continue what you are doing. If they say thank you, offer it up to God as a resignation of your will. All of this will help you tremendously in the long run, not only in your home life, but also your spiritual life.
For your intention:
*Lord, I come to offer You my will.
I live these years when it is being forged.
I want to offer it to You, so that You make it all Yours.
Save it from the diseases which threaten it.
By the grace of Your Spirit, make my will
strong, not afraid of obstacles,
persevering, not giving up because of stumbles,
aiming at horizons higher and wider than my immediate needs,
capable of making sacrifices to build a more vibrant future.
Give me a will which is strong but not obstinate,
willing to listen to voices of calm and experience, not presumptuous,
but conscious of my limitations, not arrogant,
choosing not to belittle those less fortunate than me,
not selfish, willing to assist those in need of help.
Help me to understand that it is in doing small things that a great will is forged,
in doing humble things that a noble will gets its wings,
in doing routine duties well that I prepare myself for heroic deeds.
Be at my side, Lord, to lift me up, and push me forward,
when the going gets rough, and I am bone*weary,
when I don’t want to get up after so many falls,
when I don’t feel like doing anything to get myself out of the dumps.
Help me say with You: “Not my will, Father, but Yours be done!”
Help me conquer myself, before I am to conquer the world, and
to be master of myself, before I am to lead others.