Brian
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So apparently I still fear big groups of people I don't know well.
I saw my brother-in-law at his job today and he told me to come by this evening and visit. So I did about 30 minutes ago. I got there and went to knock on his apartment door, but looking through the blinds and listening I could tell him and a bunch of his friends were in there playing video games.
I don't really know most of his friends. I've maybe really talked to three of them once or twice. And frankly I'm not a console game type of guy.
So the instant I went to hit the doorbell, I couldn't. I immediately started thinking of how awkward it was going to be and how vastly different I am from his crowd of friends. I couldn't even summon up any positive thoughts. I stood there for a minute probably before hopping his porch and getting back in my car.
I was a bit teary the way back, but now I'm here. Again.
I thought I was over this. I hope this isn't a relapse of my anxiety. Up until this point I've been OK meeting people in medium groups...but then again, most of those were friends of coworkers or people within fire/EMS who share my professional interest. Maybe I never conquered it like I thought?
I don't know. Maybe I should go back...but I have work in the morning...argh.
Not good. >.<
I saw my brother-in-law at his job today and he told me to come by this evening and visit. So I did about 30 minutes ago. I got there and went to knock on his apartment door, but looking through the blinds and listening I could tell him and a bunch of his friends were in there playing video games.
I don't really know most of his friends. I've maybe really talked to three of them once or twice. And frankly I'm not a console game type of guy.
So the instant I went to hit the doorbell, I couldn't. I immediately started thinking of how awkward it was going to be and how vastly different I am from his crowd of friends. I couldn't even summon up any positive thoughts. I stood there for a minute probably before hopping his porch and getting back in my car.
I was a bit teary the way back, but now I'm here. Again.
I thought I was over this. I hope this isn't a relapse of my anxiety. Up until this point I've been OK meeting people in medium groups...but then again, most of those were friends of coworkers or people within fire/EMS who share my professional interest. Maybe I never conquered it like I thought?
I don't know. Maybe I should go back...but I have work in the morning...argh.
Not good. >.<