Maug
Member
Um, hi. Strangely, my anxiety tends to kick in more on the internet than in real life, so I'll probably rewrite this a few times... yeah... starting over.
I'm eighteen and I graduated from high school last year. My social anxiety is less severe than my OCD and depression, but it sure doesn't help. I avoid social gatherings, both because of my anxiety and my OCD. The anxiety usually kicks in before and after the actual event, leaving me with paranoias such as, "I probably said something I shouldn't have. They probably think I'm an idiot now, and they wish they didn't have to put up with me, they just don't know how to cut me out of their lives because they're too polite..." I have the same thoughts about my friends as well as my family.
Because I spend so much time alone at home, I have plenty of time to think about all of my problems, which is exactly what makes them worse. I still don't have my driver's license, I don't have a job, and I have no plans for the future. The worse my anxieties get, the less I care about my future.
I did see a therapist in eighth grade, and was on medication, but it ended there. The experience left me more cynical about seeking help, but lately I have felt much more negative about my situation, and I know I need help, I just can't ask for it. I found this site accidentally, and for whatever reason am hoping talking to people with similar problems will help somehow.
Nice to meet you. Hope I didn't say anything too stupid.
I'm eighteen and I graduated from high school last year. My social anxiety is less severe than my OCD and depression, but it sure doesn't help. I avoid social gatherings, both because of my anxiety and my OCD. The anxiety usually kicks in before and after the actual event, leaving me with paranoias such as, "I probably said something I shouldn't have. They probably think I'm an idiot now, and they wish they didn't have to put up with me, they just don't know how to cut me out of their lives because they're too polite..." I have the same thoughts about my friends as well as my family.
Because I spend so much time alone at home, I have plenty of time to think about all of my problems, which is exactly what makes them worse. I still don't have my driver's license, I don't have a job, and I have no plans for the future. The worse my anxieties get, the less I care about my future.
I did see a therapist in eighth grade, and was on medication, but it ended there. The experience left me more cynical about seeking help, but lately I have felt much more negative about my situation, and I know I need help, I just can't ask for it. I found this site accidentally, and for whatever reason am hoping talking to people with similar problems will help somehow.
Nice to meet you. Hope I didn't say anything too stupid.
