How social anxiety affects me socially
"look at her, she thinks she's too good to speak to anybody else" I heard someone whisper. I had dragged myself along to meet some new people. Back to the term dragged I literally didn't want to be there but
felt like I had to because I was sick of having no friends and no social life. I didn't like who I was, who I had become, social anxiety had taken over my life.
I get so anxious about meeting new people and what people think of me that it affects my day to day life choices. I become so nervous that my mind becomes a big clutter, an internal, verbal, mess. People don't often like me or want to be around me because I'm not very good at conversations when I first meet someone. I genuinely want to be there and make good friendships and have a good time but when I open my mouth to speak I can't think of anything to say. My mind goes blank. And when I do have something to share with someone I think twice before I say it because I'm scared that, that person will judge me or not like me because of what I have to say.
As a result of this it comes across as I don't want to be there, people think that I don't want to talk to them, people think I'm ignoring them or being anti-social, they think I'm rude, ignorant and a lot of other negative things. For example, I was so anxious of meeting my partner's parents for the first time that I couldn't find anything to talk about and so that ended with a very awkward silence. They later told my partner they thought I was very arrogant and rude, to which I broke down and cried because I'm really not that type of person.
I'm very thankful that I'm with someone like my partner. We met and I was so intimidated by him because of how handsome and intelligent I thought he was, that I thought he wouldn't like somebody like me. It took 3 months of him trying to spark a conversation with me before I finally started to talk to him. It's not like I didn't try, I did. But then I was overcome with panic attacks where I would start hyperventilating and it really did feel like I would die with some of the more serious ones. He's the social butterfly in our relationship, I don't know what I would do without him. I probably wouldn't have any friends if it wasn't for him, he talks enough for the both of us and so people are naturally drawn to his character and in return spend more time around us and so I open up easier and become friends with those people too.
It's not just every day life either, it affects everything I do, including writing on the internet. I write something that I believe in, and then when I go to sit down to do something else I get anxious about how other people are going to perceive it. And then I run back to the computer and try to fix it so I don't offend anyone. Then I try to do something else and then something else about the post comes to my mind and so I edit it again. It's taken me a while just to stop deleting my posts as some of you reading this will remember when I was first a member and finding my feet and place on the forum.
Sometimes I feel fine before I go out and when I get somewhere I feel so overwhelmed that I feel like I need to run away and get away from there and beg my partner to take me home because I can't deal with it. I wish I could control it but some days are fine and I talk to people like I've known them forever and other days are really bad and I can't leave the front door. And so people who know me don't believe that I have social anxiety because they've seen me all chit-chatty. So in return they think that the first time they met me I was friendly and now all of a sudden I'm a snob because I'm ignoring them, not answering their messages today etc My experience with social anxiety is random.
Snapping
This is probably the worst part for me. When stress builds up, or I feel threatened, intimidated, hurt or backed in to a corner I snap. I become quite verbally aggressive, not to the point of swearing or violence but I can be extremely narky. This is probably the number 1 reason that I don't have many friends, because sometimes I can't deal with what they say and we end up fighting and they don't come back.
It's very, very embarassing for me. I go away, come back calm and have thought about it and I'm swept over with enormous amounts of guilt and shame. And in some circumstances this leads to depression and thoughts of suicide. The urge to commit suicide always goes away when I sit on a chair and watch my baby boy sleeping peacefully because I could never place that burden on his life but I still can't control the thoughts, they're still there.
Fight or flight
If stress in my life creeps up on me, I either snap as I've previously explained or run away and withdraw. This method usually involves someone responding quite aggressively to me and instead of sticking up for myself, I run away and retreat. This leads to very low self esteem and sometimes crying fits and also depression or thoughts of suicide depending on the issue.
Who I really am
When people get to know me and give me a chance/ love me for the person I am, including my flaws they come to realize that I'm a very nice person. I'm a very loyal friend, I would be by your side until the day you or I died and if you were to go before me, I would look after your entire family. For example my best friend Tom died in a car accident a few years ago and so I've looked after his mother and sister since that very day and will continue doing so.
I have a very big heart. I'm the kind of person who cries when she hears real life stories on reality tv shows, stories on minti or the magazines. I raise money for several charity's, I try to give when I have the spare money to those who need it. I donate nappies etc to newborn mother groups at the local hospital and clean my grandad's house because he's disabled.
I can't find it in my heart to hate anyone. I may be annoyed at times but very quickly get over it, I try to listen when people want to talk, I try to support people who need a shoulder to cry on etc I'm funny, I like to make other people laugh, even if I need to embarass myself in the process.
And I hope that people get to see that side of me.
Why I am the way I am
When I was in high school I had great self esteem and didn't experience any anxiety. I used to have so much confidence in myself that I had lots of friends, my phone would always ring, I did drama and acting, I even represented the Nortern Territory when I was 16 for acting and I was really going places there. I did ballroom dancing and also represented the Northern Territory. I was even approached for modelling and tried out for neighbours when I was down in Melbourne.
When my family moved to QLD I was 17 years of age and my dad became an alcoholic. As a result of this, someone who was once my best friend in the whole world and supported my every decision in life and taught me to love myself became the exact opposite. He became someone I hated, who verbally abused me, put me down, called me names, called me fat, called me stupid, dumb that I would never amount to anything good in life. He never gave his approval for anything I wanted to be or do where as he used to support my every decision and help me get there.
He treated me like a house maid. I took over every, single chore of the house hold while my 2 brothers and mum didn't lift a finger. I would be verbally abused if I left a spoon in the sink, I even had to clean up after 2 adult brothers. This is after I stuck up for my brother who smashed his fist through a mirror after my dad called him a stupid little so and so.
I'm also angry at my mother who stood by and watched it happen. She began to contribute to the abuse by "dobbing me in" for not doing all the house work, or lying or exaggerating to my father who came home and took it out on me. Both of the people who were supposed to love me and support me turned in to monsters. I was scared of them. My mum once threatened to punch me in the face after I stuck up for myself and so instead of protecting me my father slapped me across the face and I was so scared that I wet myself.
I gained almost twice my body weight in under 13 months, became extremely anxious, started to hyperventilate and lost all my self esteem. I'll write more about that one day.
Treatment
Please note that these prescription medications can save other people's lives. Other's cannot live normal lives without them. Don't judge the medication just because it had a bad effect on me. Different medications work successfully for different people.
I was misdiagnosed with bipolar disorder for 7 years and the doctor prescribed me "Effexor" which at the time was illegal for him to prescribe to me at the age I was and is also an anti depressant, not a mood stabilizer, therefore wasn't even the correct medication for bipolar disorder. Under the effects of this drug (when I wasn't supposed to be on it) I became dependant on alcohol, a frequent substance abuser, violent and had rage black outs. I tried to take my life 4 times, once almost successfully. A psychiatrist with over 40 years experience urged me to sue the doctor but I thought long and hard and decided to forgive him as I think he didn't do it on purpose and just move forward with my life. I'll leave that for another story too when I feel like writing again (so much to share in such a currently short lived life).
I was also prescribed Zoloft, which made me hullucinate. I'm so glad that I met the psychiatrist that I did when I was pregnant with my son! He re diagnosed me with anxiety and told me he refused to prescribe any medications for me and to take up tai chi, natural remedies or meditation. Although I still lived with anxiety, my life has improved SO SO SO MUCH that I just cannot thank that person enough.
I then tried cognitive behavioural therapy which was successful in some circumstances. But it wasn't long before old habits kicked in.
When I remembered to do these exercises my anxiety dramatically reduced. However, it was still problematic and so I went to see a hypnotherapist. I was VERY skeptical and was unsure whether this method would even work. At the time I didn't feel like any of her hypnosis stuff worked because I didn't "feel" anything while she was doing it. However I have seen so much change it's not funny. Every time something becomes over whelming to me, I no longer run away from it I hear this little thought saying "break it down, simplify it".
Social anxiety by definition
"Social Anxiety is the experience of fear and/or anxiety in social situations in which people think they may embarrass themselves or make a fool of themselves in some way."
Different people, experience social anxiety in different ways. However some common experiences that occur are fear of embarassment, doing something the "wrong way", shyness, being self conscious, afraid of what other people think, uncertainty on the way the person behaves, afraid of judgement and a whole heap of other facets.
"People with social anxiety can have panic attacks specific to their fear in social situations and experience symptoms of anxiety."
www.panicattacks.com.au/anxdis/sa.html
There are different types of anxiety such as "social anxiety", "generalized anxiety", "panic disorder", "obsessive compulsive disorder", or even "post traumatic stress disorder".
www.psy.mq.edu.au/MUARU/adult/adult.htm