what is your weapon?

upndwn

Well-known member
My weapon if I could choose anything, would be a shark with 'friggin' laser beams on its head.

But seriously, I'd probably just run away.
 

MollyBeGood

Well-known member
The best thing I have found is my dog. He calms me so much when I am in public, as long as he's not acting up LOL When I was going through a bad breakup out of HS i took my one dog with me everywhere, even to a few parties, I am sure people thought I was weird but I don't care, he was helping me though a bad time more than any person could. I felt less SA symptoms so that was very nice. They are like service dogs for anxiety to me. Woman's best friend. I wish they lived longer :(
 
One thing that helps me is, paradoxically, fear of being criticized for my inability to speak. I imagine not being able to finish some task in job, and then being told: "Ah, and why didn't you ask what you didn't know?". I don't want to experience this, so I rather overcome the anxiety and ask. (Or tell something important, that can make colleagues' tasks easier.)

Another thing is acceptance of fear and anxiety. My natural reaction to these was "oh no, why I am anxious, I shouldn't be". I tried fighting fear. And fighting made me more nervous. So instead I accept anxiety, I know it may come, I know it won't kill me, I try to enjoy the anxiety, look at it less seriously. Yes, my heart is beating wildly, so what, it would be worse if it didn't beat.
 

Bo592

Well-known member
Thank you guys thoughs weapons are cool. would a friend or family member ever make a good weapon too?
 

Bo592

Well-known member
Venting my emotions finding creative way to vent my emotions other than boring people to death with my problems is my weapon againist SocialPhobia.
 

mikebird

Banned
Denial.
Pretending this really isn't happening to me and that I have my life sorted out enough to zom it in front of the pooter.

Definitely

all it takes is a person on the doorbell saying 'let's go out - it's hot & sunny'

It sometimes boils over after a week's avalanche of paper through my letterbox demanding that they want my money - buy this meaningless financial product and you'' be better off. Wading through paper is OK. rip open. 99.999% goes straight in the recycling with a snigger. An odd 17-page heavy document about 'you are a liability - a debtor facing legislation for liquidation... you don't have to do anything; just wait for the bailiffs to visit'

Any day is different. It's never worth letting any negativeness pile on.
 
Top