pathomeon
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After reading many of the posts on forums about SP, as well as anylizing the SP in me after the many years of loneliness, I realize that some people were never meant to be. As horrible as that sounds, it's the god awful truth. I look for demographics when I read forums, and a lot of what I have read are married women. Well i'm a 26 year old male. The first problem is that the majority of women are MARRIED. How the hell are you talking about SP when you are married. I cringe any time I think of the possibility of asking a girl to marry me, little own have a wedding. Go to a forum about shyness (cause SP is a bit more hardcore then shyness) or how you married the wrong person...cause if your husband is so outgoing and great in social settings, you married an opposite. Maybe opposites attract, but they sure as hell can't live together for long. For the .001% of people who have married an opposite and made their marriage work, don't post to this thread, cause this aint about you.
Ok, got that out of my system. I have heard of positive attitudes to cure SP. Well if I could summon a possitive attitude that would make others see me in a completely different light and start loving me for a whole day, then the next day I would enroll myself in the most expensive acting school in the states, cause that would be such impressive acting that it would rival the best actor to date. Sure I see the glass as half empty, but for all the time I've had to contemplate my dreary situation I have yet to see a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe I was born with a lazy gene? I find myself so tired mentally that I physically find it difficult to even go out and try to over come this mental disease. I think in every social phobic there is an ego maniac trying to escape. As much as I am afraid to be the center of attention, at the same time I yearn for it, but only for witty reasons. This has gone on long enough, I'll end this with a quote from a book about SP that says volumes about me.
"His soul is full of love and song, but the world knows it not; the iron mask of shyness is riveted before his face and the man beneath is never seen. Genial words and greetings are ever rising to his lips but they die away in unheard whispers before the steel clamps." --Harry Campbell
Ok, got that out of my system. I have heard of positive attitudes to cure SP. Well if I could summon a possitive attitude that would make others see me in a completely different light and start loving me for a whole day, then the next day I would enroll myself in the most expensive acting school in the states, cause that would be such impressive acting that it would rival the best actor to date. Sure I see the glass as half empty, but for all the time I've had to contemplate my dreary situation I have yet to see a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe I was born with a lazy gene? I find myself so tired mentally that I physically find it difficult to even go out and try to over come this mental disease. I think in every social phobic there is an ego maniac trying to escape. As much as I am afraid to be the center of attention, at the same time I yearn for it, but only for witty reasons. This has gone on long enough, I'll end this with a quote from a book about SP that says volumes about me.
"His soul is full of love and song, but the world knows it not; the iron mask of shyness is riveted before his face and the man beneath is never seen. Genial words and greetings are ever rising to his lips but they die away in unheard whispers before the steel clamps." --Harry Campbell