Well ... I don't know. I had terrible social anxiety at one point. It was difficult for me to talk to people who would talk to me because I didn't know what to say, and I wasn't sure how to gracefully end a conversation. Interacting with people was just terribly awkward.
But God made me understand that I needed to be in a church.
I could tell you horror stories (to me) of having visited churches. One tiny congregation - everyone professed to be very old, but they looked many years younger. They asked ME to play the piano and sing (I don't even really play), and I was grabbed and hugged (fully body contact) tightly by strangers who were vibrating all over, AND there were outbursts of people speaking in tongues which I wasn't comfortable with. IIRC, that was my first attempt to "go to Church". LOL .... you have no idea how hard it was to try again after that! But I knew it was what would please God.
I had other difficult scenarios. One church was very crowded, and if I hadn't been pretty much wedged into a corner I would have run from the place, but I couldn't get out. They scared me half to death! And I've been to the Brownsville Revival, and heard people making animal sounds.
I enjoyed my time alone, at home, praying for hours, listening to worship music, reading my Bible. It was one of the sweetest times of my life. But I knew it wasn't the total of what God wanted for me. So ... I kept pushing, kept trying, and worked my way through many churches, learned much, had a wide variety of experiences.
Not only did I learn much about what was out there as far as churches, but I also became a good bit more adept socially through those hard lessons. I can talk to pretty much anyone in any situation now, make small talk with strangers, or get into deep and meaningful discussion with people I don't know. Begin, end conversations, and pretty much manage to do whatever is needed. Maybe that was part of what God wanted me to learn?