How bad is your social anxiety?
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Lakeland living
Life is good
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- Ontario Canada
I like people, when they are not here, since I moved up here, cut my meds in half. The don't know why.
Man is his own worst enemy, I am starting to wonder if those UFO are keeping us in?? rofl
Man is his own worst enemy, I am starting to wonder if those UFO are keeping us in?? rofl
treeguy64
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- Austin, TX.
No social anxiety. Fronting bands for thirty years, playing to thousands of folks, is not the way to go, for the socially anxious. I also was active in student government, was the president of various school groups, had to give speeches, arrange tours, etc. As an ordained minister, I officiated at weddings, in front of hundreds of folks. No problems with that.
One time I actually had shaky knees: On a dare, I stripped at a local gals' club in town. I was in the onstage booth, waiting to bust out, when they cued up my tune and called my name. My knees were literally knocking together. Weird. They called me out. I got in the spotlight, and danced my butt off. When I dropped my suit pants, a woman jumped up, screaming with wild abandon. That, I'll always remember.
My mom and dad were very outgoing. I think it rubbed off on me, but not my sister. Interesting.
One time I actually had shaky knees: On a dare, I stripped at a local gals' club in town. I was in the onstage booth, waiting to bust out, when they cued up my tune and called my name. My knees were literally knocking together. Weird. They called me out. I got in the spotlight, and danced my butt off. When I dropped my suit pants, a woman jumped up, screaming with wild abandon. That, I'll always remember.
My mom and dad were very outgoing. I think it rubbed off on me, but not my sister. Interesting.
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But at least you are aware of your negative self talk.
Most people don’t make the connection.
I’m anxious and somewhat paranoid also. In fact I’ve got a large variety of mental disorders and do my best to manage them. Sometimes I succeed.
Sometimes I don’t but that’s just how it is. Somethings you can fix. Somethings you can’t.
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I have an appreciable amount of social anxiety, sharing my father's introverted personality type and having been badgered by my mother's extroverted personality type's efforts to "convert" me. Social anxiety is often rooted in both insecurity and in the perception that others around you are constantly judging and condemning you.
Oh don't be mean to Hypo.
I don't have social anxiety in the traditional sense, but I try to avoid crowds, planes, anyplace with lots of people gathering because I'm afraid of shootings and bombings and getting maimed for life.
I have always loved to party and raise hell, now I can hardly raise my beer to drink it without my shoulder hurting. In the last couple of years I will not get in a line at a drive-up that impedes my exit should some nut starts shooting. I think I am suffering from paranoia in my senior years, but I don't worry much about.
debodun
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Social ineptness runs on the patrenal side of my family. My uncle and one cousin have agoraphobia so bad they cannot even leave their homes. My father really wasn't socially orientated and found making small talk with others extremely taxing. I can function fairly well, but if I am in a confined space with a crowd, I get panic attacks.
Called out to a house regarding a 27 y/o with severe agoraphobia, big guy 6'4'' or so, turning to fat. He needed help, true, but a year or two in the slammer was needed first.
He 'made' his father drive to store to buy him beer, if he would not he would pound on small-framed father.
The situation became worse, when the father refused to go buy beer he threatened to pound on his mother. He did assault his mother on 4 occasions.
It took me several weeks to determine what was actually occurring in the home.
The parent would deny any problem...'Everything is fine...We love our son...
Information was obtained by dragging this 'son' onto front porch, cussing him, threating to kick his fat ass. (Long before I became an invalid.)
The only way to get any truth was to drag him to the front porch, where he would quake and shake. He much rather endure a ass whuping than go any further than the front porch. Mommy and Daddy would come to his rescue when he started crying and moaning.
We all have our anxieties, if we let it manifest until it becomes severe you MUST attend to it-how is your decision; left untreated chronic
anxiety can turn into agoraphobia. That is a 'toughie' to endure, much worse than OCD.
This situation continued, the parent's stated in their son's presence 'we will never file charges,...if he goes to jail we will hire an attorney...'
DA's office said 'no complainant, forget it'
I never accomplished any change in household; I have always wondered how did the situation develop. The parents appeared to
be very nice people. I called their home, The House of Mum. I was missing something of great importance. There was a desperate
history here, what was it? Why all the secrets...I concentrated on Mom-Boss said show me some action on your Mum House of close it.
He 'made' his father drive to store to buy him beer, if he would not he would pound on small-framed father.
The situation became worse, when the father refused to go buy beer he threatened to pound on his mother. He did assault his mother on 4 occasions.
It took me several weeks to determine what was actually occurring in the home.
The parent would deny any problem...'Everything is fine...We love our son...
Information was obtained by dragging this 'son' onto front porch, cussing him, threating to kick his fat ass. (Long before I became an invalid.)
The only way to get any truth was to drag him to the front porch, where he would quake and shake. He much rather endure a ass whuping than go any further than the front porch. Mommy and Daddy would come to his rescue when he started crying and moaning.
We all have our anxieties, if we let it manifest until it becomes severe you MUST attend to it-how is your decision; left untreated chronic
anxiety can turn into agoraphobia. That is a 'toughie' to endure, much worse than OCD.
This situation continued, the parent's stated in their son's presence 'we will never file charges,...if he goes to jail we will hire an attorney...'
DA's office said 'no complainant, forget it'
I never accomplished any change in household; I have always wondered how did the situation develop. The parents appeared to
be very nice people. I called their home, The House of Mum. I was missing something of great importance. There was a desperate
history here, what was it? Why all the secrets...I concentrated on Mom-Boss said show me some action on your Mum House of close it.
fuzzybuddy
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Give me a spot light and I'm happy. I am a ham. And that's not just my opinion. Throughout my life, people have labeled me a ham.
Pecos
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This is not a problem for me despite me being slightly introverted. I have given numerous speeches and briefings:
I briefed numerous senior Admirals and Generals including the Chief of Staff of the Army as we toured a major Army base in S Korea in his vehicle. I wound up briefing the Army mission as well as my own.
I briefed an angry two star Admiral in Maine who was not loving what I had to say. I had to remind him several times that I was just the messenger. Afterwards, I went out and had a nice lunch, so apparently he didn't ruin my day.
I briefed one two star Admiral who told me that he didn't want to hear any of that technical or engineering stuff: "Just tell me what I need to know." Somehow I managed to come up with the "comic book" version, and that made him happy.
When I had command in S Korea, I was visited by a combative Navy Two Star who was well known as a real bear. I loaded the briefing room with a lot of senior people from all the services and the South Korean Army and Navy. If he was going to be a jerk, I made sure that he was going to do it in front of a lot of people. I had a one star Air Force General in the room along with a South Korean General, and one Senior (SS) Civil Servant. He looked around the room and settled right down.
I had a round table briefing with Rear Admiral Gracie Hopper who was one of the early pioneers in the computer science field. She was widely regarded as a national treasure and was still on active duty at the age of 72. There were six of us and it was a real privilege to be at that table with her. (Later in life, I named one of my Bichons after her.)
I briefed President Reagan's National Science Board on a particular system in Pearl Harbor. When I finished, I stepped to the back of the darkened room to listen to the next briefing. The Medical Doctor from that board got up from her chair and headed back to where I was standing. I assumed that she wanted to ask a follow on question and was speechless when she reached down and grabbed my privates before heading back to her chair. (Yes, men get groped too.)
I was asked to give a speech to an associated South Korean unit during one of their Military Celebrations. They asked for my speech in advance and then returned it with markings where they wanted me to pause for the translation. It felt pretty odd standing up there in front of several hundred troops in formation waiting for the translator to signal for me to continue. A two minute paragraph from me somehow took 6 or 7 minutes for him to deliver. I have no real idea what he actually told them, but they all seemed happy.
I was never real big on viewgraphs and slides unless there was a concrete need for them. Eye contact is much more important.
I love a good speech, and one of the best I ever heard was from Senator McCain's father when he was still alive and serving as a Four Star Admiral in Charge of all Pacific Forces in 1969. It is easy to see where the Senator got his guts and style.
I briefed numerous senior Admirals and Generals including the Chief of Staff of the Army as we toured a major Army base in S Korea in his vehicle. I wound up briefing the Army mission as well as my own.
I briefed an angry two star Admiral in Maine who was not loving what I had to say. I had to remind him several times that I was just the messenger. Afterwards, I went out and had a nice lunch, so apparently he didn't ruin my day.
I briefed one two star Admiral who told me that he didn't want to hear any of that technical or engineering stuff: "Just tell me what I need to know." Somehow I managed to come up with the "comic book" version, and that made him happy.
When I had command in S Korea, I was visited by a combative Navy Two Star who was well known as a real bear. I loaded the briefing room with a lot of senior people from all the services and the South Korean Army and Navy. If he was going to be a jerk, I made sure that he was going to do it in front of a lot of people. I had a one star Air Force General in the room along with a South Korean General, and one Senior (SS) Civil Servant. He looked around the room and settled right down.
I had a round table briefing with Rear Admiral Gracie Hopper who was one of the early pioneers in the computer science field. She was widely regarded as a national treasure and was still on active duty at the age of 72. There were six of us and it was a real privilege to be at that table with her. (Later in life, I named one of my Bichons after her.)
I briefed President Reagan's National Science Board on a particular system in Pearl Harbor. When I finished, I stepped to the back of the darkened room to listen to the next briefing. The Medical Doctor from that board got up from her chair and headed back to where I was standing. I assumed that she wanted to ask a follow on question and was speechless when she reached down and grabbed my privates before heading back to her chair. (Yes, men get groped too.)
I was asked to give a speech to an associated South Korean unit during one of their Military Celebrations. They asked for my speech in advance and then returned it with markings where they wanted me to pause for the translation. It felt pretty odd standing up there in front of several hundred troops in formation waiting for the translator to signal for me to continue. A two minute paragraph from me somehow took 6 or 7 minutes for him to deliver. I have no real idea what he actually told them, but they all seemed happy.
I was never real big on viewgraphs and slides unless there was a concrete need for them. Eye contact is much more important.
I love a good speech, and one of the best I ever heard was from Senator McCain's father when he was still alive and serving as a Four Star Admiral in Charge of all Pacific Forces in 1969. It is easy to see where the Senator got his guts and style.
Linda
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My social anxiety used to be horrible but anymore it isn't. I'd say the last 10 years I've just gotten to where I don't give a darn. I hope you like me but if you don't you can just kiss my behind, I guess that is my mot
Pecos:
Questions
1. You've seen the documentary of McNamara' "Fog of War"?
Really disheartening, Mac has historians, and other scholars he could rely on to give him the correct Ethos of the Vietnamese people.
(The complete definition of Ethos is three or four sentences long. The whirling events of Nam were difficult for anyone to follow.)
2. Have you read McNamara's Boy's by Hamilton Gregory? He started the questioning, which the Pentagon still refuses to acknowledge.
The article is on the net.
I know we drafted semi-retarded people in WW II in late 1944, and 1945: spoke at length with one such individual.
It is a hilarious story, if you like a bit of black humor. I'll post it on Military Thread at a later time.
The drafting of very low IQ people in WW II is totally absent on the net.
You have an opinion of the mess in the Middle East, it appears to be insolvable.
3. Your ex-navy, yes?
Questions
1. You've seen the documentary of McNamara' "Fog of War"?
Really disheartening, Mac has historians, and other scholars he could rely on to give him the correct Ethos of the Vietnamese people.
(The complete definition of Ethos is three or four sentences long. The whirling events of Nam were difficult for anyone to follow.)
2. Have you read McNamara's Boy's by Hamilton Gregory? He started the questioning, which the Pentagon still refuses to acknowledge.
The article is on the net.
I know we drafted semi-retarded people in WW II in late 1944, and 1945: spoke at length with one such individual.
It is a hilarious story, if you like a bit of black humor. I'll post it on Military Thread at a later time.
The drafting of very low IQ people in WW II is totally absent on the net.
You have an opinion of the mess in the Middle East, it appears to be insolvable.
3. Your ex-navy, yes?
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Pecos
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Jerry,
Yes, I am ex-Navy 1960 to 1991 but was almost exclusively focused on the Russian Navy for the bulk of that time.
Like many, I think that the War in Vietnam was a general mess and that the higher-ups really didn't think things through very well. We have had numerous other examples of bad judgement: ordering the Marines back ashore from our ships in Beirut Harbor where so many were killed in their barracks (the Marines knew they were exposed and objected). The attack on the USS Liberty in the Med and the failure to hold Israel accountable. (Actually this could be a long list of misadventures.)
I sure don't see any real solution for us in the Middle East. There are so many players with different objectives there that it is difficult to sort out, and now we have ruined our relationships with our allies. This is going to end badly in my view.
In the late 1980's the military services decided again to try their hand at recruiting low IQ members. I had a couple assigned to me in Korea and had to process them out as unsuitable. I think their IQ's were down in the 40's and 50's and my senior enlisted folks went crazy trying to keep them out of trouble. One of them started stalking one of our female sailors and that got ugly in a hurry. One of them was assigned the task of washing our sedan and proceeded to hose down the inside with water. It was unbelievable.
Catlady
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I don't remember where I read this, it could have been in a sitcom. They say to lessen stage fright just imagine that the audience is sitting there in their underwear. LOL
Pecos
Thanks, very informative, your so far above my pay grade and privy to info I can only guess at.
This site bans political post, it is difficult to discuss any meaningful event wherein our govt was not involved.
If you want to discuss the events in your post without discussing who,/what was involved without the intrigues is almost impossible.
Which makes it difficult to understand how McCarthy (Yea, old tail gunner joe) was allowed to damage and ruin
people's lives and careers without being checked until he attacked the Army.
Really? two presidents hoped he would overstep or just go away-never have understood that.
Thanks, very informative, your so far above my pay grade and privy to info I can only guess at.
This site bans political post, it is difficult to discuss any meaningful event wherein our govt was not involved.
If you want to discuss the events in your post without discussing who,/what was involved without the intrigues is almost impossible.
Which makes it difficult to understand how McCarthy (Yea, old tail gunner joe) was allowed to damage and ruin
people's lives and careers without being checked until he attacked the Army.
Really? two presidents hoped he would overstep or just go away-never have understood that.
peppermint
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I've never been the "Social person"...I would be the person not talking a lot if their were a lot of people around....I just smile and
say that's nice....(But don't pis1 me off)….That has happened many times when I worked in a School....Some of "them" can be rude...
We were the Secretary Staff....So many think we were stupid....Cause many of the people working in a school think they were superior...
Cause we didn't go to college....Sorry, That's not every Teacher...Some I am friend's with....(That was hard to say)...I actually worked in
the school for 25 years....
say that's nice....(But don't pis1 me off)….That has happened many times when I worked in a School....Some of "them" can be rude...
We were the Secretary Staff....So many think we were stupid....Cause many of the people working in a school think they were superior...
Cause we didn't go to college....Sorry, That's not every Teacher...Some I am friend's with....(That was hard to say)...I actually worked in
the school for 25 years....
I’m not sure if my social anxiety has gotten worse or that I just don’t care as much any more. The other day win posted a video of 112 year old woman and she was as quick as a whip. The interviewer asked her if she had any idea why or how she made it this far and her answer was that she never worried. Never worried. I’m going to try to adopt this mental concept.
Lately because of the pandemic my SA has increased. Going to stores and encountering those without masks or masked under their chin makes me anxious about going out anymore. Also being around others at this apt. complex also worries me more now. I expect it will get better when the pandemic ends or I die 