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Anon doesn't have a plan
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Similar situation happened with my girlfriend. Her parents did nothing for her, while mine did everything for me. She's younger than me but I still rely on her to take care of certain adult tasks, like scheduling appointments and making phone calls. I have too much anxiety to do it on my own. One time I got a job at a call center to get over my fear of phone calls, and the only thing that did was make it worse. People are so much more rude when they can't see your face!
Unsolicited sales calls - especially at modern day volumes - are about as well-received as someone knocking on your toilet stall to try and convert you to Jesus.
Getting a call center job to overcome your fear of phones sounds like getting waterboarded to overcome your fear of drowning.
I think people who do work that involves contact with the general public have to be petty emotionally resilient. I am no good at it. A lot of the public are utter wankers and throw you into fight or flight mode.