All my life, I thought that if I could just “get over my issues,” I would be happy.
I hope you find these encouraging as you tackle your own anxiety or mental health mountains (and molehills, because those are tricky too sometimes, especially if you are a mole who is also lost in the mountains).
I think it's rooted in fear. Fear of rejection, fear of conflict, fear of disapproval. Fear of losing control over myself. Fear of what others might think if they meet the Unfiltered Me -- because I don't even know who that is.
Is there an inherent irony or contradiction in sharing your struggles with social anxiety online? If not, why do I find it so much easier to publish my experience into the void than to go out among the humans and have real-life people interactions? I have a theory.
Exciting news!!! My first-ever guest post has appeared on the Mental Health @ Home site!
Medication is not a magic cure-all. For me, it's what lets me function well enough to do the deeper work, like therapy, and the physical stuff, like exercise. And sleep. And that's pretty amazing in my opinion.
Shyness and social anxiety can be confusing from the inside, so I can imagine they must be even more puzzling and vague for friends and loved ones.
It can be hard to always be the one initiating. To always be coaxing us out into your world, out of our caves, through the anxiety mist and what if confetti.
I chose a job that lets me skulk in my basement office and communicate with people only via email. And also if you ask me to talk on the phone MY INSIDES WILL LITERALLY yes literally in the literal sense EVAPORATE INTO A PUFF OF TOXIC ANXIETY POISON AND THERE WILL ONLY BE A DRIED-OUT HUSK LEFT TO ANSWER YOUR CALL.