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Post by ShaolinHandLock on Sept 4, 2015 10:52:07 GMT -5
I'd rather not discuss my anxieties/other problems, because it makes me too anxious. That might sound weird, but it's true.
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Post by crabbymelt on Sept 4, 2015 11:29:54 GMT -5
I have Asperger's, and I hate going to parties. I'm in the bridal party at my brother's wedding next month, and I don't know how the Hell I'm gonna do it. And the open bar will only help for the reception.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2015 11:48:24 GMT -5
I don't have, but it seems like literally everyone around me does.
Which, in turn, makes me kind of anxious about not having any.
WHAT A CRUEL CYLCE!
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Post by Dr. Mantis Toboggan on Sept 4, 2015 18:02:55 GMT -5
Great topic. I can relate to some and understand others. I am currently experiencing episodes of major depression and social anxiety. Are any of you medicating to help combat the social anxiety? If so, what have you been perscribed? What are other ways youve learned to manage the symptoms of social anxiety? Working out? Yoga? Meditation? Forcing oneself to interact with others and put your self out there? Backyard wrestling? Anyone in therapy or partaking in any hospitalization programs? Any good movies or books to check out? I watched its kind of a funny story the other day and it was pretty good. I had been going to therapy since the beginning of the year, but I haven't gone in about two months now because I can't afford it anymore. The meds I've been prescribed are lexapro for my depression and adivan for my anxiety, but that's just a rescue pill right now. I only take it if I feel an anxiety attack coming on. It hasn't had any affect at all the last several attacks I've had, and I've been getting them often. I have yet to find any one single thing that helps me at all. Sometimes it fades away, sometimes it lasts for hours or even days. Last night at work was a perfect example of when my problems go really wrong. I had been running around doing errands all day and got back home in just enough time to just change my clothes and then it was right back out the door. In my rushing, I forgot my phone. I use my phone at work to help keep my mind busy during slow times and (some of) the managers are understanding of my anxieties and what not and allow it as long as it doesn't get in the way of my work (it doesn't). I instantly started panicking. I was then asked to pick up a shift on Saturday, which was my only other day off this week. I actually had plans I was looking forward to that day too, but at the time, it slipped my mind and I said yes. I realized it after 5 minutes, and instantly felt like an idiot. Anxiety attack is officially in overdrive and basically stayed that way for the next 5 hours. The one Adivan I had on me didn't help. Breathing exercises didn't help. I went through the night in three phases: Anxious and panicky, depressed and sad, and finally seething rage. Today was basically a repeat of that. I'm increasingly desperate for help and answers but have found none. I'm getting really scared because my mental pain has been unbearable and I don't know how much more I can take.
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Post by Dr. Mantis Toboggan on Sept 5, 2015 18:35:12 GMT -5
And yet again, no response.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2015 21:17:58 GMT -5
I've always been shy, except for a couple of years in college where I suddenly found confidence. But as my depression sat in, I got to where I didn't want to talk to anyone who wasn't my wife, kids or one of my teachers (I went back to school.) I didn't even want to talk to my boss.
I've been on a new antidepressant for a month and I do find myself more open to talking to people, although I still don't "want" to
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Post by Jeff Mangum PI on Sept 5, 2015 22:10:43 GMT -5
I've gotten a lot better at talking to new people since I started college. Just bullshit something about "Hey, did you hear about [X] happening? How's your day been? You like listening to [X]?" and whammo, instant friends.
I still have a pretty big paranoia streak thanks to years of being heavily bullied. I can't go out anywhere without thinking "This person I passed probably thinks my clothes look shitty, they probably think i'm ugly, they're probably talking shit behind my back right now", it's like an everyday thing for me. It hasn't been as bad as it was for me during high school, thank god.
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Post by Big Poppa Pumpkin on Sept 10, 2015 12:23:39 GMT -5
Huh I forgot I made this thread. Cool of you guys to share your experiences, wish i could offer helpful advice but I am not really in a position to I guess. I hope you all find some kind of happiness (there's no way to say that without sounding like a total sap) though and its pretty brave to talk about your problems even semi anonymously.
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Post by zrowsdower on Sept 11, 2015 13:38:42 GMT -5
Okay...I struggle with talking to others, especially girls/women. I can't stand walking in crowded places and it's usually just going from point a to b when I do. I don't think I will ever feel confident about socializing. I'll probably end up being a desert hermit like Yamcha or something.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2015 13:48:05 GMT -5
I find mine is going away with age. I remember about 9 years ago, I would try to talk in class and begin to stutter. I never had a speech-impediment, it was pure anxiety. I don't know when the low point was, but the last few years have gotten progressively better, to the point where I'm pretty confident now. I speak in class at every opportunity, mostly so the ladies can hear my lovely voice The anxiety I do have comes from being overweight. I'm always worried about a chair not being able to hold me or something embarrassing like that. It's very rarely the case, but I still worry about it. My main worry about going back to school was literally that the desks might be too small for me to fit in or something.
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Post by Super Weak Machine on Sept 11, 2015 14:57:28 GMT -5
Mine seems very strange to me—I can't even really explain it. In so many situations I freeze up, my heart rate elevates and I sweat, I stumble over my words. Sometimes I just get the urge to make an excuse and leave. . .yet, there are a handful of situations in which I'm fine. Put me in a room with 10, 100, or 1,000 people, and I have no problem so long as none of them are paying any attention to me. The moment one of them does and I notice it, that's when the trouble starts. I suppose I just hate being the center of anybody's attention.
On the other hand, I'm taking a class for PLCs, and just this past Wednesday we began our first ladder logic work. It all seemed very simple and intuitive to me, so I finished within a few minutes, but several other people seemed to be having trouble. It took some effort for me to interject myself, but once I did, I easily explained to them everything they needed to know to make it work. For a moment there I was actually comfortable. I wonder if it wasn't because I had some sort of demonstrable power there, knowing and understanding something that they didn't and that they needed. I mean, if I ran into any of these same people out in the hallway or away from the college, you can bet I'd have the same lousy reactions I'd have with everyone else.
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Post by Magic knows Black Lives Matter on Sept 11, 2015 16:32:37 GMT -5
I used to have a ton of anxiety. I was bullied a lot as a kid and because of that, I was always pretty nervous around people and paranoid that people didn't like me. Over the past two years or so, I've really started getting over my issues by...forcing myself to go out and socialize, essentially. There were a lot of growing pains along the way but I'm so much more self-confident in myself now than I was even this time last year. I'm a reserved person, I don't particularly like talking to people but I've learned how to hold a conversation.
To add on to me being reserved, I'm not very expressive. I'm very emotional, as I'm sure some of you have noticed, but through all the trauma of that bullying and me being a guy that lives in his head, I learned to put up a wall that doesn't allow me to really react to people. I can't even really control, it's just...who I am. Because of it, people often tell me that I have a serious demeanor. And, the reality of the situation is, I honestly do not give a f*** about roughly 60% of the conversations I have in a day. But, I don't really have a problem talking with folks because I've learned to play the game for the most part. That may sound weird to some folks but that's the best way I can describe it. I've picked up on enough social clues and such that I can hold my own in a conversation.
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