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me talking to someone i hate: good sir please exit your presence from my immediate vicinity or else i am equipped to forcibly remove your buffoon self from my person
Me talking to someone i genuinely like: fuckin uhhhh (makes strange sound and wanders off) (based on real event)
My anxiety @ other people really be like “Hater until proven otherwise, anything you say or do can and will be taken as an offense and any compliment or kindness will be considered a deception and therefore render you as a suspicious, untrustworthy individual.”
Been reading some König fics online and I feel like the portrayal of his social anxiety is treated as being shy. Which isn’t to say they’re bad people/writers, just that they don’t really understand what it means and what the differences are.
I have some social anxiety (not severe at all so grain of salt), but I do know how it works for me.
It’s not wanting to bother people even if they work there because you don’t want to bother/talk. It’s practicing what to say or what to ask. Rehearsing and then going in. It’s beating yourself up for something so embarrassing you did that others might not have noticed or cared about.
Again, I want to stress that there is nothing wrong with the writers/people who misinterpret it. It’s the kind of thing that only people who have it can really accurately portray it. This is also how it affects me, this isn’t how it universally affects everyone.
Socializing for me is like taking showers when you’re a kid. You really don’t want to get in the shower but once you’re in, you don’t want to get out. Before I go to a social event I’m nervous as heck and don’t want to go, but once I’m there I’m like... this isn’t so bad. :) Friends are good.
is better to speak or to die
“Mystery creates wonder and wonder is the basis of man's desire to understand.” ♱ ྀིྀ
As an unofficial autistic, may I ask kind of a weird question?
Is it odd to feel like you're a completely different person after socialising? Like, you just joined a group - ahem, I mean, get adopted - and you're, somehow, regenerated, like the memes of Tom the cat using the mechanical stairs or the soul leaving the body like Dr Strange does with his magic. Idk, it just leaves me, plus from a dry social battery, a sensation of being exposed or naked in front of the people I managed to talk to.🫤🫣
Now, I'm overthinking the speech I just used with them..
They are talking about me. I swear.
So intellectually I know that the way to be heard in a democracy is to go out and protest and be loud. Stand not only on metaphorical soapboxes but actually give the riveting speech you have composed in your head during showers and before sleeping. But I'm also very introverted and have social anxiety so.... I'm never gonna do that. And it's so frustrating.
"I'm trying to turn around inside of myself as if I'm not aware that I *am* the flesh.
I don't wanna be the flesh. I'm tired of feeling the weight of my own bones."
Potential Employer: Can you effectively communicate with customers on the phone?
Me: No
This post is so disingenuous. As if I'm even attempting to seek employment at this point.
me when I have to do something that requires any social interaction
Today, I went all except one of my classes. Talked and helped a guy out. Asked a professor about a few of my concerns. Volunteered to die for a thought experiment in another class. Spoke up in class in another class. Asked a whole bunch of strangers on campus for 'How to cope with this weather?' advice. Hung out with an old friend. Hung out with a pretty regular friend. Went out for dinner with my bf.
On the one hand, I'm so happy that I made it so far. On the other, I want to rip someone's head off.
I would rather die than inconvenience you with my existence.
9/10
Guess I'm a sensitive little shit........
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This is exactly how it plays out.
I talk to the wall that i pretend is the extroverted person. But i dont really ever talk to the extroverted person, coz no thank you devil.
Guys, I'm third wheeling so hard, i should get an award.
Lemme set the stage. There's this event in which me and an acquaintance are dancing together. So, we decided to get dressed in her room (im in uni). Anywho, she invited her bf as well to get dressed there. I was almost done putting my clothes on when he showed up. And istfg it's so bloody awkward. Also, her bf and I have a weird interaction as in we have only evet hung out when there's substances involved. And on one fateful occasion, i got super drunk and puked on him and i was admitted to the ER at 2 in the morning. As for the girl, i essentially ghosted her after us and a few friends in our first year (read, we were dumbfucks) decided to go on a trip and i finally ended up not going because of differences in opinion with her.
So, rn, all this history is packed into a tiny fucking room. And im going to die.
Bye bye.