Josette
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Another thread got me thinking...when did it start? Was I born this way?
My earliest memory of being SA is actually pre-school (~5 yrs old). It's pretty vague though. I also remember years later reading a letter from my pre-school teacher that my Mom had saved that expressed concern about my shyness.
I feel like I never had a chance to not be shy/SA. Doomed from the start. But something must've made me that way, right? I know both of my parents are anxious people. I think my Mom is SA. My dad...weird...he's incredibly anxious but not socially anxious as far as I can tell. He's definitely not shy or avoidant but he freaks out if he doesn't know what's going on or isn't in control of the situation. For example, he can't sit with his back to a room full of people like in a restaurant; he has to be back to the wall so he can see what's going on. And he also must be kinda OCD because he's always doublechecking that things are locked.
Since I'm the oldest child, I imagine they were struggling to figure it all out with me. What did they know about raising a kid? I feel like I was the trial child before they got it right with my sisters. Not that they're perfect either, but neither of them are shy.
I remember in Kindergarten, my usual chaperone wasn't available for some reason so I was charged with walking alone from the babysitter's house to one of my classmate's house and then we were supposed to walk to school together. I couldn't do it. I couldn't knock on this kid's door. It seems so crazy to me now. What in the world did I think was going to happen?
My earliest memory of being SA is actually pre-school (~5 yrs old). It's pretty vague though. I also remember years later reading a letter from my pre-school teacher that my Mom had saved that expressed concern about my shyness.
I feel like I never had a chance to not be shy/SA. Doomed from the start. But something must've made me that way, right? I know both of my parents are anxious people. I think my Mom is SA. My dad...weird...he's incredibly anxious but not socially anxious as far as I can tell. He's definitely not shy or avoidant but he freaks out if he doesn't know what's going on or isn't in control of the situation. For example, he can't sit with his back to a room full of people like in a restaurant; he has to be back to the wall so he can see what's going on. And he also must be kinda OCD because he's always doublechecking that things are locked.
Since I'm the oldest child, I imagine they were struggling to figure it all out with me. What did they know about raising a kid? I feel like I was the trial child before they got it right with my sisters. Not that they're perfect either, but neither of them are shy.
I remember in Kindergarten, my usual chaperone wasn't available for some reason so I was charged with walking alone from the babysitter's house to one of my classmate's house and then we were supposed to walk to school together. I couldn't do it. I couldn't knock on this kid's door. It seems so crazy to me now. What in the world did I think was going to happen?