Why do I have to be here right now?

Hello fellow incel. <br><br>Today, I was out grocery shopping. Mind my own business, picking a bouquet of flowers that I like. I'm 22, soon to be 23, but I have the heart of a 13 year old girl. <br><br>Anyway, I'm looking at the flowers, when I hear this woman's voice.<br><br>Woman: "Excuse me. Young man."<br><br>Me: *turns around*<br><br>Woman: "I'm sorry to bother you, but do you like these flowers?"<br><br>Me: "Uh, yeah. I like them."<br><br>Woman: "How are these as a gift?"<br><br>Me: "They are great as a gift."<br><br>Woman: "Do you think my daughter would like them?"<br><br>Me: "Are they her favorite?"<br><br>Woman: "No, but she has a favorite color."<br><br>Me: "Well, are the flowers that color?"<br><br>Woman: "No, but they're beautiful."<br><br>Me: "Well, they are beautiful. She will probably like them."<br><br>Woman: "It was nice talking to you."<br><br>Me: "You too. It was nice."<br><br>*Woman walks away*<br><br>That's it. I'm done. I don't know what to do. I have no one to talk to. I'm 22 and I still don't know how to talk to people. An hour ago, I was having a panic attack. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't go home because I wouldn't be able to go home. <br><br>Why do I have to be here right now? <br><br>I don't understand what I did wrong.