WHATS THE REASON YOU THINK CAUSED YOUR SA?

lol , i probaly wrote it wrong ,but ,sowhats the reason you think cause ur sa?

[Riiya goes paranoid.]

bullying in grades 3-9

Mine wasn't "caused", it's just always been there. My mom & people who've known me my whole life say that it's been this way (though not as bad) since I was about three. Certain things, like being verbally assaulted all through elementary school, middle school, & high school, certainly made it worse, but nothing caused it. I believe it's genetic. It must have been, or else I wouldn't have had it since such a young age.

I think mine is mainly due to Gynecomastia that I had in my teen years until last year, where I got it taken care of by surgery. I was sure at that time that getting rid of the gynecomastia would solve my anxiety problems, but it didn't. Maybe the psychological damage was already done. And here I am today, no gynecomastia, an almost perfect built chest and body due to hard training at the gym, but still a social anxiety sufferer.

Angel_Of_Death said:

I think mine is mainly due to Gynecomastia that I had in my teen years until last year, where I got it taken care of by surgery. I was sure at that time that getting rid of the gynecomastia would solve my anxiety problems, but it didn't. Maybe the psychological damage was already done. And here I am today, no gynecomastia, an almost perfect built chest and body due to hard training at the gym, but still a social anxiety sufferer.

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yeah, i think emotional scarring can stay with us for ages.
When I was young I got teased for being fat. ontop of being shy, this was a huge confidence killer. even though i grew out of the chubbyness, I still carry the remnants of a dmaged self image.

i've always had a predisposition to being extremely sensitive. this was not a good combination with how my parents treated me. the thing that affected me the most was how my mom was so awesome at controlling, micromanaging, knitpicking, criticizing, and humiliating me to make herself feel better. it's like she thrived on putting me down. she would take joy in humiliating me- especially in front of other people. she loved it, she would laugh at me while i would cry in utter embarrassment. i could see how authentically happy it made her. who does that to a small child who did absolutely nothing wrong?? that kind of thing is just evil or psycho.

the way she controllingly treated me made me aware that she was watching my EVERY fucking move and she was ready to harshly criticize me, too. everything i did was wrong or not good enough. this instilled in me a certain paranoia that people are watching everything i do and judging me negativiely. it also gave me a low self esteem and i am always insecure about pretty much everything i do. i always look around for some sort of validation just to see if i am doing it right. i can never just feel confident that i am doing something correctly and might even be good at it. i am always kind of holding my breath waiting for someone to tell me that i am doing it all wrong.

so yeah, i think a combination of being biologically predisposed to a shy, sensitive personality plus the over-controlling, emotionally distant, callous environment i was raised created this problem.

A traumatic event, after that its been continual.

Parents were really oppinionated and said somethings I thought were wrong so I would second guess my self...dad mentally harrasses me...not good on sell esteem...don't want to be judged or look like an idiot...bullied due to hair didn't help self esteem so it all added up to SA in the end to were I can't eat, speak, be alone in public without feeling really stupid...

Series of traumatic events + sensitivity + closed life during the past years. I've always been quiet, shy, introverted, little suspicious, but my experience with people, especially in school, lead me to the point where I became fearful and mistrustful when it comes to people and social contacts.

Riiya said:

A series of bad experiences with people.

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This. If I could sum it all up, it's a series of bad experience with people because of people.

well ive always been shy and never learned how to talk. but when i started to have to work with other pple...was really what did me in....

My best guess would be my 2 older brothers. They would make fun of anything I said to anybody. I just eventually stopped talking. They justified this by saying I got more love because I was young.

i have no idea i wish i knew, i really have no idea.

my social anxiety and general anxiety disorders came from my stepdad coming into my life when i was about 12. he had a bit of a cult-like mentality only it was racist instead of the typical religious. anyway, he isolated me and my mom from extended family (including my older brother)... he didn't allow me or my mom to go anywhere w/o him or we could only be out for a certain amount of time... he made us (me, my mom, my younger brothers) all hide whenever a repairman came over and if there was a package at the door we couldn't open the door (only he could) so this way we wouldn't be seen by "strangers"... we weren't even allowed to look out the damn window so when my brothers (babies/toddlers at the time) tried to sneak a peek out the window he made us yell at them for it... he did all of the shopping and errands so we didn't even do our own clothes shopping cuz he made us order from catalogs. during the whole time that he was w/ us (yrs!) i hadn't stepped foot into a store! and that's not even covering the emotional issues he caused for me. thanks to him, i have serious issues w/ confrontations, i HATE arguing/disagreeing, i'm paranoid that people will leave me, i'm scared to express my opinion about anything (politics, religion, etc) unless i'm talking to a "safe" person. and plenty more but i figure i'm boring everyone by now lol... sorry it was kinda long.

For me, it is a combination of most of the things that I have seen posted. I have always been a quiet kid, but as I got older I experienced things that made me very distrustful of people. I began to be paranoid and angry from negative things that happened to me. I really had no close friends all throughout my school years and even through my college years. I just find it very hard to trust people, fearing that they might hurt me (emotionally).

For all of us that experience SP is that we have to realize that life goes on. Whatever we experienced in the past, we should leave it there!! I always tell myself this and it is slowly beginning to work. We have to move on with our lives and realize that life is worth living and the dark days will go away.

It was kind of my fault. I just stopped talking to people and slowly started to withdraw from people. I had went months without talking to people which caused me to lose many social skills. After a while I just couldn't even function around people.