Are you introverted? I sure am. I am about as introverted as possible. Now, I have this technique to manage events with a lot of people and it maybe is not the best... When I am around a lot of people, my introvert brain tries to pull the old Over-Correct. Here is the scientific explanation of this condition.
The Introvert OvER-Correct
When faced with a situation where you are going to need to interact with humans, you must discretely hide your fear by being as loud and excitable as possible. This may however, cause people to think you are much drunker than you are. It's fine though, no one cares really, and you embarrass yourself sober anyways so it doesn't really matter.
Moral of the story kids is that interacting with humans is hard but if you fore yourself to do it every once and a while you will find a group of people to scream sing bohemian rhapsody and the fresh prince of bell air with and it will be great.
Dave is currently watching a movie about some men on a raft in the ocean. I don't know what it is called and I have mostly been ignoring it, but what I want to know is why the ocean has to be so god damn terrifying?
Did you know the Ocean is simply a nightmare factory?
BioLuminescent Sea Monsters
I don't know the name of many nightmare fish, but I know that I never want to be trapped in the ocean. Let's do a vote... Which Nighmare Sea Beast is the worst?
Suffering from daily anxiety, one has to learn how to relax themselves. You have all these feelings swirling around your busy brain and theres often not a lot you can do to change the actually stressful situation so you will need to change the reaction to the stress.
Want to know how this is done? Me too. I have a few theories though.
Theory #1: Pet Animals
Dogs, cats, fish, hamsters, ferrets, gerbils, small bears, what ever you can get, pet it. I mean, some of them might not like it, but from what I understand petting an animal will help you relax.
Theory #2: Bob Ross Videos
This is a recent rediscovery. I watched Bob Ross as a kid, but recently when Dave started watching it again I realized it is super relaxing. You just sit and watch as his wonderful voice tricks you into thinking that painting is easy. Magic.
Theory #3: WitchCraft
Now I haven't done enough research yet, but I am pretty sure that the real way to relax is to be a witch. They have spells for everything right? Teach me your ways okay?
Here is the dream:
IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR?! I would be happy with even ONE of these things. Really not asking for much.
There is an unlimited number of things that can make a person feel awkward just thinking about them.
Here is some:
Do you feel uncomfortable yet?
I have never been very much of a hippie. I mean, I don't "chill" or "relax" or you know... have any of the personality traits of a hippie. However, I have decided that it has come to the end of the line as far as my current state of affairs can take me. I have just purchased a...wait for it...
ESSENTIAL OIL DIFFUSER.
I know. What even is that? Who knows. Here is what I learned via Pinterest. If you use essential oils in different ways, they can accomplish different things. Different oils apparently stimulate your brain to do certain things. Some like lavender, will help you sleep. Some like Grapefruit, might help you lose weight if you ingest it I think, that one I am still fuzzy on.
Anyways, I have purchased a cheapish and pretty looking diffuser, if it doesn't help me sleep, at the BARE minimum it is a really pretty looking humidifier which I need desperately given the fact that it is so dry in my house that I get nosebleeds on the reg.
If anyone has any other "natural" medical solutions for me I am all ears. I have been told to drink tea, but I am afraid it will taste gross. We all know I am the pickiest human right? I should try it though. I also am not a huge fan of the warm tummy feeling hot soupy things give you. But if it means a night without night terrors, stress dreams or just working all night only to wake up and work all day... I am open to it.
I give it three months before I start making tie-dye clothes.
(Mostly because I love crafts).
Hello fellow socially anxious friends, I am here today to give you some much needed advice on how to make it in the world. Obviously I have done so and should share my wisdom. To keep it to myself has been my biggest flaw in life. Otherwise I am perfect.
Tip #1: Never Look People In The Eye. Always Look at their eyebrows. It shows DOMINANCE.
The best way to combat any looming anxious feelings is to make everyone else feel like there is something wrong with them. If people are worried about themselves, they won't notice the extreme amount of sweat dripping down your back and but crack.
TIP #2: Non-human Conversational Partners are A-Okay.
Find the dog, find the cat, find the hamster, find the computer, find the plant that looks especially wilted and you chat the hell out of it. People will think you are some kind of savant who can speak to the pets/plants, but really they just are the best crutch.
TIP #3: Get Really Good at Sneezing on Queue.
You know what no one wants? To catch your cold. You fake those sneezes, or better yet, coughing, and people will steer clear of your germs ass.
IF ALL ELSE FAILS, REMEMBER THAT EVERYTHING WILL BE OVER SOON BECAUSE THE WORLD IS BOUND TO IMPLODE SOONER OR LATER. THEN NO ONE WILL REMEMBER THAT TIME YOU DRIPPED CHEESE SAUCE DOWN THE FRONT OF YOUR WHITE SHIRT.
I am an extremely fearful person. Thanks in large part to a diagnosed anxiety issue both of the generalized and social varieties. It is a thing I deal with an I do my best to make it jus ta small part of my life and not the defining characteristic. However sometimes you have to face your fears because someone you love very much needs you.
This weekend I did just that. I faced one of my biggest fears that I have had since I was a small child, all through adolescence and still haunts me to this day...
Now you might think that is a joke, but it is ia legtimate concern of my life. But when your 18 year old cousin asks you to come over and help her with her prom photos, you do it because you love her and because there is no excuses that you could come up with fast enough. (I am kidding Colleen, I would never use an excuse on you.)
I was required to photograph the youths in their formal garb and have them all look directly at me. Now any human looking at me is undesirable, but a group of rabid, hormonal, sweaty teens? Forget it.
I made the mistake of dressing for comfort instead of dressing for camouflage, wearing literally the brightest clothing I own. I also did not put the time or effort into my own personal appearance as I was focused on the hair of the lovely princess I was helping. All of these things may sound so unimportant to you dear readers, but it was a thing and a half for me.
However I made it through with minor damage, the youths did not bare their teeth or pull off the masks to reveal their bone crushing tentacle beards, but needless to say, I am mentally and physically exhausted today.
If someone cal go ahead and find a cure to social anxiety that would be real handy. I want to be able to help out my loved ones without being 100% worn out the next day alright?
Colleen, I sincerely hope you like your pictures, and hope your friends will immediately forget my existence.
NEST LOG: MAY 15 2016
It has been roughly two and a half days since I spent any significant time out of the nest. Each venture into the world feels less like I fit in there, and more like I should remain in my safe warm nest until time ends.
The nest has upgraded through the weekend, to include sustenance, beverages, and more pillows.
However each time I need to venture from the nest to obtain more supplies, I feel as though the world around me has shifted. It has become less welcoming, less inviting, and most importantly, less cozy.
My nest is the most safe space I have ever built. I have been surrounded by pillows, blankets and one scented candle that has been burning through the last two and a half days, creating an inviting scent that can be described as comfort.
I know the time nears that I must dissolve my nest and return to the real world, however I am not sure if I will be able to do it. It has been too long since I have seen another, too long since I have stepped outside, too long since I put on a bra.
Should I not return, know that the world is not safe. The world outside of the nest is not worth it, and I am only going back out there in hopes of finding a permanent nesting solution.
I wish you fellow nesters well,
Good luck in your journey.