Bad day on thursday

testobot

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I had thought that I had been getting much better and making progress but now I am just becoming scared. Thursday I had an abnormal psychology class, I considered not going but then I thought... ah well, I might as well, I don't want to loose any attendance (yes, sad-- my uni class has an attendance policy). The class was going to cover phobias, including social phobia.
Well sure enough, the teacher goes over social phobia... and most of what he said seemed to be pretty correct although it seemed that he tried to down play the severity that the disorder can have on people's lives and once again there was an effort to make it seem like a simple problem with a simple solution- learn to laugh at yourself-- end the negative thinking--- gain self-esteem--- yes, in theory all of that is correct and helpful albiet much easier for a person without a shy temperment and bad life experiences to do.
But, to digress, all that didn't bother me so much, what bothered me was when he got to a what I found particularly sensitive subject--- fear of negative or incorrect evaluation + self-esteem problems-- somebody without failure, yells out something sarcastic about the pathetically weak socialphobe, it envolves socializing, of course it is easy and natural- what stupid people! those socialphobes :roll: (not in those words exactly). I didn't exactly make out everything that he said because of my anxiety level but tried to play along and look normal.. I tried to laugh, a weak giggle, but I couldn't do it any longer and I felt my face flush. Finally it ended. I stayed in the class because I have another class in the same room, and, as people walked they all were very quiet and it felt like they were looking at me as if I were pathetic and crazy! yes, I know it was the social anxiet speaking...
but that isn't the end of it.... I shall continue on the next post... sorry for ranting so long, but I feel I must get all of this out, I have nowhere else to do so... ironic but I thought that I would never post here again...
 

testobot

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normally I catch the bus everyday at the same stop- no matter where my class is.. but this day.. after all my classes were over... I decided to go to the bus stop which is closet to my tuesday and thursday class.

I sit down, feeling much more anxious than I had been lately.. and this woman (a vaguely familiar woman) looks at me and gets up just standing there.. then she walks off... she normally catches that bus every tues and thursday and I get on the bus before her... I tried not to be paranoid and tried not to think that it had something to do with me...

anyways, this very friendly woman from belize started to talk to me. yes, I am shy but if I do not find somebody a threat then I will make an attempt to talk... we were talking about our dissatisfaction with the city bus system and then we get on the bus. The woman from belize starts talking to me.. I couldn't hear her very well because of all the background noise on the bus from people talking so I get closer to her. We were talking about how long it takes for me to get to my home and she asks if it is really as dangerous downtown bus terminal as many people try to make it out to be. I say no, it is very well lighted, there was security there, and I had never had any problems there... but, I went on, I was robbed by knife point when I left my old job (I worked at my school as an electronics lab assistant), a few years ago, near the bus stop. It was late and 2 young guys were in my car.. I kept walking to the parking lot across the street... I hear somebody close my car door as I am in the middle of the road and there was a guy holding a knife... He started running after me... I called 911 as I was running and somehow lost connection.. eventually the guy catches up to me... we wrestle around I am holding the knife away from me... it was strange but I felt detatched, as if this wasn't really happening, time slowed down... but it eventually got rediculous... the young guy looked like he was on drugs- his eyes were glazed over and I smelt the aroma of something caustic like paint or gas... but he would not make any maneuvers except to keep lunging the knife towards me.. so I got frustrated and screamed-- what the hell do you want... he just smiled and backed off... and just then ( the bad luck that I have)... 911 called back on my mobile phone! he told me to give him my mobile phone... as he did this his friend jumps out of the car and runs after me.
before I was hesidant to make any offensive moves, I thought it most wise to wait for him to make a maneuver, but when his friend ran up to me with his fists clenched I knew that the game was up...
 

testobot

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the guy smiles and asks for my phone, his friend asks for my wallet. I gave it to them... threw him my phone and the other guy my wallet... the other guy laughs because I only had a dollar and he threw my wallet back to me.

before I had time to basically say.... violence can happen anywheres... and statistically crime has greatly dropped downtown.. it is wise to be cautious but not to be paranoid... before I had time to say all of that, she had to get off of the bus..

but I did have the chance to say.. I hope that I didn't make you paranoid.. she just smiles and says no, I am strong I can defend myself.. she said that she would see me tuesday.

but then as she gets off of the bus, I tune into the conversation going on behind me... it was between one guy who was african american and 2 women (one of whom was the red headed woman who left the bus stop as I sat down)... he starts saying loudly about how he hated when people started talking about bad things that happened to them give the impressions to others that all black people were that way...
I became uptight and paranoid that I actually might of used the words that 2 black males attacked me and left the wrong impression.. but there began a big vehement (what I percieved to be vehement and aggressive) conversation about racial and gender politics and social issues-- most of which I had agreed with in theory, but there was very little room there to offer a different point without being labeled as racist or sexist.
Anyways, I got to a particular bus stop and I wanted to see if I had enough time to make the bus and I worked up enough nerve to ask the one guy what time it was... he looked at me.. and after a pause as the two women.. the redhead, whips out her mobile phone and says the time. I tried to smile politely but I am sure that once again I probably looked strange , nervous, and red-faced from all the anxiety...
more....
 

Thelema

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If there are rumors about you they will fade away on their own.

People who lift themselves by putting others down are everywhere. How do you think people get elected :wink: I know it might be hard but Try not to let this kind of thinking take up too much of your time.
 

testobot

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Thelema said:
If there are rumors about you they will fade away on their own.

People who lift themselves by putting others down are everywhere. How do you think people get elected :wink: I know it might be hard but Try not to let this kind of thinking take up too much of your time.

Actually Most rumors fade away overtime, some persists and affect Some people psychically... some rumors fade back only to resurface later. What makes it worse is if 'authority' figures are involved. It does happen. At my old school as a lab assistant I witness students and a professor spreading rumors about another electronics professor being racist. This was because one guy didn't like the marks that he got. There was no evidence of it at all. Being falsely or unconditionally branded as a racist where I live is like being branded a witch during the middle ages or puritan era-- according to their logic they might as well bound me, tie a rock to my legs, and throw me into a pool of water. If I blush in the presence of an african american or woman while drowning underwater then I must be a racist- if I don't blush before I drown then I am not a racist :roll:

Sorry to be cynical and thanks for the advice... actually I am starting to feel better and yes, I will think less about it, but it is difficult to do when people treat you like shit on a daily basis. Yes, I shall pretend it doesn't exist and maybe the rumors will fade. At the very least, I shall try to just focus on my studies and somehow ignore my surrroundings. When I graduate I will get married and move far away... maybe to another country.
 
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