digin
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So I’ve finally decided to take the plunge and post, in my effort to try something different each day and push my own boundaries each day. Where do I start? If I ramble please excuse me, I just need to get this all out for my own sake.
I’ve had social phobia ever since I was a kid, I think immigrating to Canada (where I live now) at age 6 really set it off, because before that people always told me what a confident kid I was, even a bit of a brat, I’d go for whatever I wanted and do whatever I wanted with no fear and full confidence. Things changed since then throughout grade school, through high school and into university things got worse. I remember getting stomach aches everyday before going to school, being around people and in uncertain situations would leaving me physically and mentally shaken.
Making friends was never easy, I was that kid in grade 8 who dreaded recess, and stood by the wall counting the minuets until it was over. I was the kid in high school who dreaded lunchtime at the cafateria because I might have to talk to people. I was the guy in University who could never go to the commons and buy lunch, instead I would go to the library sit at those cubicle desks and study, even when there was nothing to study, just to eat up time. There were ocasions when class mates reached out to me that shy quiet guy, but I never let them become more than acquaintances, people you just see in class say hi and that’s it. It allowed me to only talk about what was happeing in school, that tough assignment we had or that crazy prof. as appose to delving deeper into my personal life, friends, fun, parties, concerts (none of which I could discuss not having experienced these same things) so I kept people away.
Fast forward to now I find myself in the same situations I’ve read about here, my social anxiety has left me at 24 years old without close friends, never had a girlfriend, don’t have my drivers licence, and with the same fears you guys have. After graduating university I didn’t get a job until one year had passed, I feared taking that step, I kept putting it off. Somehow I managed to send out my resume, luckily one responded I interviewed and got the job and here I am. I count my blessings for it because it was doing something I love, graphic design, and it was at small firm with only four other people, so its not like I dove into the deep end. That job forced me to have to take public transit to get into the city, go figure I get a job right near one the busiest streets in Toronto. Its been a year since than, I’ve gotten use to the commute, the people all around. But I feel like my fear still has that hold on me. I would leave home go straight to work and at the end of the day, go straight home, point a to point b, I could never detour from my routine , stop at a coffee shop or go out to lunch.
But I feel something has finally begun to shift, even if only slightly. Something in my mind clicked this past month, a desire to change this, a feeling that I had to do everything in myself to overcome this. When I think about my desire to change and beat social phobia, I’ve never felt it this strong. I began researching it online, looking through forums, and postings, finding others like me, and finally admitting, truly, that this was a problem I had, not avoiding or denying there was an issue.
I realized that my thoughts about others aren't based in reality, instead I’m always predicting what will happen, usually negative, or mind reading what someone is thinking about me, always considering the worst outcome, when in fact none of these thought are based on anything real. I’ve made it a conscious effort to catch these thoughts and label them as what they really are. I’ve also committed to myself, and now publicly to you, to try something different each day, no matter how small. This past week I decided to walk down the busy Toronto street to the subway instead of taking the street car. I just forced myself to. Consciously standing up straight shoulders back, head up, appearing confident, if only faking it (like they say fake it till you make it) trying to take in my surroundings, not just getting from A to B as fast as possible. I’ve consciously made an effort to look people in the eye when talking to them, I went out this weekend to practice driving with the dad after not doing so for about a year, and surprised myself how well I did, I even hired a driving instructor just so that I could commit to it. Today instead of just saying good morning to the secretary at work I followed up by asking how her weekend was. Surprising to me she just spilled her guts, who knew by just asking a question people will talk on an on, you just have to listen. Now I am posting this long post, spilling my guts to whoever will listen, trying something new something different. I promise to keep pushing myself everyday, get out of my comfort zone. Who knows maybe I’ll finally go into a coffee shop and order a drink or speak to a complete stranger, in fact I know I will I just have to force myself to do it keep believing I can change for the better, everyday. I know I have a ways to go, but little by little I can get there and so can you, we both can.
I’ve had social phobia ever since I was a kid, I think immigrating to Canada (where I live now) at age 6 really set it off, because before that people always told me what a confident kid I was, even a bit of a brat, I’d go for whatever I wanted and do whatever I wanted with no fear and full confidence. Things changed since then throughout grade school, through high school and into university things got worse. I remember getting stomach aches everyday before going to school, being around people and in uncertain situations would leaving me physically and mentally shaken.
Making friends was never easy, I was that kid in grade 8 who dreaded recess, and stood by the wall counting the minuets until it was over. I was the kid in high school who dreaded lunchtime at the cafateria because I might have to talk to people. I was the guy in University who could never go to the commons and buy lunch, instead I would go to the library sit at those cubicle desks and study, even when there was nothing to study, just to eat up time. There were ocasions when class mates reached out to me that shy quiet guy, but I never let them become more than acquaintances, people you just see in class say hi and that’s it. It allowed me to only talk about what was happeing in school, that tough assignment we had or that crazy prof. as appose to delving deeper into my personal life, friends, fun, parties, concerts (none of which I could discuss not having experienced these same things) so I kept people away.
Fast forward to now I find myself in the same situations I’ve read about here, my social anxiety has left me at 24 years old without close friends, never had a girlfriend, don’t have my drivers licence, and with the same fears you guys have. After graduating university I didn’t get a job until one year had passed, I feared taking that step, I kept putting it off. Somehow I managed to send out my resume, luckily one responded I interviewed and got the job and here I am. I count my blessings for it because it was doing something I love, graphic design, and it was at small firm with only four other people, so its not like I dove into the deep end. That job forced me to have to take public transit to get into the city, go figure I get a job right near one the busiest streets in Toronto. Its been a year since than, I’ve gotten use to the commute, the people all around. But I feel like my fear still has that hold on me. I would leave home go straight to work and at the end of the day, go straight home, point a to point b, I could never detour from my routine , stop at a coffee shop or go out to lunch.
But I feel something has finally begun to shift, even if only slightly. Something in my mind clicked this past month, a desire to change this, a feeling that I had to do everything in myself to overcome this. When I think about my desire to change and beat social phobia, I’ve never felt it this strong. I began researching it online, looking through forums, and postings, finding others like me, and finally admitting, truly, that this was a problem I had, not avoiding or denying there was an issue.
I realized that my thoughts about others aren't based in reality, instead I’m always predicting what will happen, usually negative, or mind reading what someone is thinking about me, always considering the worst outcome, when in fact none of these thought are based on anything real. I’ve made it a conscious effort to catch these thoughts and label them as what they really are. I’ve also committed to myself, and now publicly to you, to try something different each day, no matter how small. This past week I decided to walk down the busy Toronto street to the subway instead of taking the street car. I just forced myself to. Consciously standing up straight shoulders back, head up, appearing confident, if only faking it (like they say fake it till you make it) trying to take in my surroundings, not just getting from A to B as fast as possible. I’ve consciously made an effort to look people in the eye when talking to them, I went out this weekend to practice driving with the dad after not doing so for about a year, and surprised myself how well I did, I even hired a driving instructor just so that I could commit to it. Today instead of just saying good morning to the secretary at work I followed up by asking how her weekend was. Surprising to me she just spilled her guts, who knew by just asking a question people will talk on an on, you just have to listen. Now I am posting this long post, spilling my guts to whoever will listen, trying something new something different. I promise to keep pushing myself everyday, get out of my comfort zone. Who knows maybe I’ll finally go into a coffee shop and order a drink or speak to a complete stranger, in fact I know I will I just have to force myself to do it keep believing I can change for the better, everyday. I know I have a ways to go, but little by little I can get there and so can you, we both can.