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I'm seeing this amazing girl that I'm madly in love with and she's moving across the country in a few days.
That sounds painful to deal with, is she moving permanently?
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I know a bunch of you have said "anxiety" and the like.. and I kinda get it... And then I don't. You guys are are in your 30's?
I am in my 20's. I think social anxiety or any kind of anxiety can be kind of hard to relate to or comprehend if one has not experienced it themselves. Would you mind elaborating what you feel you don't get about it, are you puzzled about the nature of said anxiety or just about how it can keep someone from tappin dat azz?
(I kinda didn't word my question properly.)
Dude.. Nail on the head. If you've never had a panic attack you can't really speak on it. Shit is the worst.
I'm asking because you BOTH seem to have your heads screwed on very tightly. But I spose that is easy to fake being on the internet. Not that I'm calling you fake. At all. You both come across as full of confidence!!
I've suffered from all kinds of anxiety. I've had panic attacks with two hands full of grocerys.. Had to literally drop them.. And run out of the shops. I've had them at work. I've had them hanging out with chicks. Shit, I've had them at the skate park. I used drinking as a way of controlling it but I just became a miserable, socially incapable alcoholic.
Only child. In and out of the system. Blah blah blah. I was about 7 when my father punched me in the face for the first time... clean knocking me out. And I'd wake up to my poor mother apologising for him. That happened a bunch. But he knew no different. In year 9 I had a girlfriend (Lara Cox. Who went to star on Heartbreak High on TV here. So funny looking back.. I still have all these love letters from her)
Anyway one of my closest friends also liked her so he made up a rumour about me saying racist shit about the school bully big dog . I got beat up a few times, knifes, bats etc. and not ONE of my friends helped me. They were worried about getting in the bullies way. I had to swap schools and a shitload of stuff that is rather not say.
I get valium prescribed but it's getting harder and harder to get here. I only get 10 a fornight at 5mg each. They do nothing.
BUT... Back to my original point - I'm 36 now and am finally understanding life. Or not understanding it is a better way to put it. Shit happenes. I can't control it so I stopped trying to. I drink WAY less. I stopped doing hard drugs (3-4 day hangovers really start to fuck your everyday life up)
Anyways my 30's are starting to be the best of my life. My 20's were awkward as fuck and I hated them. My teens were worse.