Social Anxiety
So my boyfriend and I are going to the gym today.
One of the few reasons I even think I can do this "gym" thing is because at least for the first time or two I will have him with me.
He keeps changing his plans (and making me want to scream) and so it came down to me getting to the gym first and him meeting me about an hour after.
I couldn’t explain to him the panic this made me feel.
Most people will look at me and think I’m normal.
but I have a HUGE case of social anxiety. Fortunate for me, I’m a born "actress" so I can pull it off most of the time without anyone knowing I’m scared to death to do things in public and be anywhere by myself.
I really don’t know how to describe it.
And really, how do you describe social anxiety to someone?
He got a little pissed off cuz I said I’d just sit in my car for a long time waiting for him to come.
He said it was like I don’t know how to function.
and it just made me sad because it feels like he can’t understand.
I know others probably understand, but there is so much in my life that has made me this way it’s really hard to communicate.
Being raised inthe country and then shut off from my peers at the age of 13 had a HUGE impact on me. I became seriously introverted.
However, I know what "normal" issupposed to look like, and I play it well. Nobody knows the tirade of voices and conversations I have in my head just walking into a grocery story.
I make up what people are thinking about me in their heads. Most of the time its "Look at that fat bitch, she needs to just get some salad and stay out of the bread aisle, the pig!"
or other such nonsense.
yesterday, at the gym, it was like being in a roaring sea of doom with all those eyes on me.
men looking me up and down. I could tell they were undressing me with their eyes, which is gross since I’m so not cute naked right now. ha ha.
Skinny trollops trolloping around (so maybe they WEREN’T trollops, but they could have been!) with their little tighty tight pants on and their pony tails and the their "I’m hot, look at me" faces.
Little old men stretching with their pervy stares. One guy was on the second level just staring at me. I wanted to throw my shoe at his face.
so on, so on.
It felt like hell.
I wanted to run from there screaming.
But I didn’t.
i acted like I was normal.
Like going into a giant room filled with strangers is no big deal … but it’s a HUGE deal to me.
and it scares me to do stuff on my own.
I DO IT… but i don’t like it.
Eventually I get used to things, like riding on public transportation (even though the conversations in my head still happen) and shopping in malls.
I get used to it and it doesn’t bother me as much.
but I ALWAYS have at least 5 minutes of panic before I do anything that requires contact with strangers. Phone calls too. I can’t help when someone calls me at work, and it’s taken a long time to get over the nerves of that. but to call a business or a bill collector takes DAYS of prep or I’m a total shaking word fumbling mess.
I can’t explain this to Baboo. He claims he isn’t all about big swarming groups of people either, but he has a natural friendly ambience.
He can look pleasant in public.
I look like a crazy evil mean bitch whore who will slice your face open and make you drink gallons of your own blood rather than say hello.
Its a defense mechanism.
Anyway, after work today I will go to my car, go to target (I want to find a different work out shirt and maybe a better sports bra and a lock for a locker… and a bottle of water) and make my way to this gym in Hollywood.
I’m scared.
I’ll go in and probably try to ask someone for help.
They’ll probably blow me off (see, they probably won’t, but I have to think they will so when they DO help me, i’m happy and when they DON’T help me, i’m not sad) and I’ll wander around like an idiot.
I want to take this cycling class, but I really don’t think it’s a good idea. It’ll probably kill me. way too intense for a newbie who hsa just been doing dance dance revolution for a few weeks. ha ha.
I’ll probably end up on some cardio machine .
I don’t have an ipod yet (i’ll check target for something cheap, but it won’t have any music on it yet, ha ha) so i hope I won’t get disgustingly bored. Baboo won’t be around till 7ish and he wants to stay till 8.
the cycling class is from 6:30 to 7:30… so we’ll see.
I don’t know.
It scares me already.
i sorta want to go home and cry.
but I won’t.
I’ll pretend like I’m confident and like going to the gym is no big deal pffffft.
yeah….
right….
OMG! I totally know how you feel! I’m glad I’m not the only one. I freak out when I have to go to the gym or anywhere. I hate going by myself.
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I’m with you especially on the phone call thing. I’ve gotten much better about being in public. HGUS. You’re awesome!
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I know how you feel hun. I know I should try some new things but its hard to get over those feelings or getting other people to understand. Hope all works out, take care hun. And on a side note, if I saw you in the bread aisle I’d be like, damn, wish I could get me some of that. 😉
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I’m proud of you! I don’t think I’d be able to do it…. Anxiety blows chunks.
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For sake of gym, I go to a 24-hour-fitness in the middle of the night to avoid similar anxieties. I know the feeling. It feels like everyone is staring at you and judging you, judging you negatively because you aren’t worth it to them, and it’s generally a terrible goddamned feeling, even though what they think doesn’t matter, and what you think they think matters even less. It sucks.
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I’ve always been the same way. I’m a lot better now but most of it is because I’m better at hiding/coping than I used to be. And you’re right, those who don’t have it don’t understand just how hard it is for us to do things that are simple and normal for other people.
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I’m scared of public places too, and I have no idea why.
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Ryn: I think I could do some e-mail internet referal thing that’d let you get it a bit cheaper (and of course get me a free month) if you’re interested. I am offering this for purely selfish reasons, though. How much do you pay for the gym you’re at now? 24-hour does a monthly fee, so how often you plan to go is important in the consideration.
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I have had this fight with my husband before. He is in the military so he is REALLY good at just blending and being around a bunch of people. I get hot and irritated and feel like my head is going to blow up. I am better about it now but he still gets irritated sometimes when I start getting nervous in a crowd. I have been going to the gym since June and I still have moments that I haveto sit in the parking lot for a few minutes and psyche myself up. I just bought some workout clothes that actually hug my body and show my most hated spots and it has been really hard for me to walk in and workout like that. I just act like I’m hot shit, LOL! Just remember, though – men are much less critical than we are! Just because we think we are a gooey mess doesn’t mean they do! Plus, when I am working out I look at everyone but I don’t really judge them. Usually I am too busy trying to remain upright and breathe!!
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*hug* I’m sure you’re always cute.
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Wow…I think this is the first time you’ve ever written about your social anxiety. I had no idea. I take it you’re not a big fan of homeschooling!!
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i am the same way! and you know what the scarey thing is the conversations i have in my head are better than the ones in real life
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it will be ok!! social anxiety is partly why i go to a girls gym!! and there are totally girls bigger than me there and it makes me feel better but also i like seeing skinny people at the gym cause it makes me think they have to work hard to stay skinny. good luck!
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This is me too. I am a lot better with it than I used to be because I’ve trained myself to know and feel that these people are not thinking anything about me. And then I tell myself “Why do you think these people are all paying attention to you, they can care less about me, they have their own issues, they probably think I am looking at them” and believe it or not, that thought helps me.
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ryn – I know! It’s such a money making scam. You know, tax discs are a load of shit anyway – the police KNOW which cars have tax and which don’t – you don’t need a sticker in your window to prove it. Rawr!
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i know what you mean. i have to talk myself into going to the gym too. I always stay on the elliptical which is in the last row against the wall so i can see everyone. there is no way i could work out with people staring right at me. i’m deathly afraid of trying new machines and looking like an idiot. i think the more you go, you’ll start to get a little more comfortable.
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I understand the social anxiety completely – the idea of going to a gym on my own would scare me silly, actually. As would going to the cinema on my own, or asking for a table for one in a restaurant (the shame!), and so on. I’m always scared people will judge me on what I buy in shops. I can’t shop where I work – I get paranoid about buying my lunch in store. In case they’re thinking stuff.
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I don’t knwo what stuff, just stuff. ‘Wow, Nick’s got a freaking chicken fetish’ or whatever. I know it’s ridiculous, but I can’t help it. But do you know what, you might be acting ‘normal’, but the important part is that you still do things despite the fear – that is strong. It makes you stronger than everyone who can just do it without worrying.
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I know how you feel I am like that. In my case its called Sociophobia. It can take many forms differing between men and women. Trouble with me I sometimes have panic attacks because of Sociophobia started in my young days by an over protective mother I dont think you have panic attacks though Only very few people know whats happening and Blow u off Men even tough its annoying stare a girls Me to
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I understand this… I sometimes wish I could get a big black cape to cover my whole body so no one would be able to see me… Then they came out with the snuggie, which is kind of how I imagined it, only with a hood and the opening at the front. How retarded is that? LOL…
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RYN: Yeaaaaaaaaaa it is!! x x
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pretend like I do!!!!!!!!!!
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i do understand what you mean. there’s times where i’m in a certain situation and i feel like i’m going to my first day of kindergarten and i need someone to take me by the hand and tell me what to do because i don’t know anybody else. haha. josh is all like “what’s wrong with you!?” and i’m all like “i can’t HELP it!” haha. *sigh* it’s difficult to have confidence in a new place.
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I know exactly how you feel. It’s something I still have to work on…I do know that the more you do these things the better it gets.
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Yep, totally know how you feel. My anxiety is so bad that I literally can go for hours at school without saying a word. It’s like I want to, but I can’t. People who don’t have social anxiety have no way of empathizing with those who do, and we’re always misunderstood. People assume I’m a bitch, and that I think I’m better than everyone else; even though that’s farthestfrom the truth. But because I’m so socially awkward it’s hard to show them this.
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You can do it girl. I hate doing things on my own too. I like to have someone there.
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Take the attention as a compliment! You probably look a lot hotter than you think you do.
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I do too, but I can MAKE myself do it… it is like acting.
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The gym is definitely the worst place to go in order to avoid stares. Everyone is a critic or a perv. I always laugh at the old men on the hunt for a quick glimpse of camel toe. They love it. The irony? Everyone in the gym is a voyeur and everyone in the changing rooms is an exhibitionist. It’s a nightmare. I also hate those perfect people looking down on those not quite as ripped or spandex clad.
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i think ive got a little form of social anxiety sometimes, not all the time. It’s weird but I know how u feel. I wont go to the gym cause i know i’ll be looked at and i hate that. Yuck. anyways hope tonight goes by smoothly and u dont feel so afraid.
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Totally unrelated! But I totally understand now how you feel about filling out the divorce papers! I want and got the paperwork today so I can file mine finally! Oh man I swear they want a novel!!
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Oh jesus. I think we’ve talked about this, or that you already know this because we are so much alike! Everything that you are socially afraid of, I am too. I used to freak out when I first started taking bart, and sometimes I still do, and it took a year for me to start taking San Francisco’s MUNI around. I have mini freak outs before I go shopping but I mean, I am used to it, and I am fine withit. But like you, being around a bunch of strangers, makes me panic. And NO ONE understands it. No matter how much they try, they DON’T, and I hate it when it is forced upon you to TRY to like it. It’s hard to try and act all normal and social light miss freakn’ america. I have a gym membership with Ken, and he keeps saying I should go but I am scared to go and work out infront of strangers. I don’t want them to watch me work out. Or if I try to use the equipment, I don’t want them to watch me and make fun of me, hah especially with the elliptical training machine. When Ken takes me to do something social that I am absolutely afraid of, I lock up in the car, and simply say that I will wait. He thinks it’s absurd. Dear god, I’ve written a diary in your notes.
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What I am freakn’ trying to say here, is that you’re not alone. Maybe we should start a support group? It seems that a lot of women who were raised without many people around us, or have suffered from abuse or neglect, and even both, have the same problem. We can start an online support group and maybe just start one in our respected areas. That way, we have other people to go do those things with so it doesn’t make it as awkward, and you could probably have some fun out of it. awh yeah. I love you *snuggles*
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