The dark cloud of crippling social anxiety crowding in like it own the place when those good thoughts get too comfy.

I’m not the artist, Heresvix is. Source

  • Zoe@piefed.blahaj.zoneEnglish
    10·
    22 hours ago

    Hey look, it’s meeeee

    It doesn’t matter how great the conversation is, as soon as I leave my brain starts trying to find what I said that could have come across as weird. And then I hyper fixate on that until the next time I see them, the conversation is normal, and it starts all over again

    • multifariace@lemmy.world
      6·
      21 hours ago

      I just sang Weird Al’s You Don’t Love Me Anymore at karaoke in a bar full of people who probably never heard it before. I’m practicing to do Albuquerque soon.

      Be weird!

  • Gyrcas@piefed.zipEnglish
    121·
    23 hours ago

    Ah the good ol social anxiety…

    I don’t speak with people, I feel lonely and like a loser

    I speak with people, I feel like I’m just an annoyance and people don’t really like me

  • GreenKnight23@lemmy.world
    61·
    20 hours ago

    they think you’re cringe and annoying

    reality

    they thought about what it would be like to fuck you at least 7 times during your conversation

      • GreenKnight23@lemmy.world
        1·
        6 hours ago

        back when I was still of dating age I would imagine what it would be like to be with them if they were bald from chemo. kind of fucked up, but it allowed me to at least understand if I wanted to be with this person at the worst moment of their life.

        eventually my brain just started doing it for everyone I met 😅

  • Walters, Fern@bookwyr.meEnglish
    172·
    22 hours ago

    I’ve learned overtime that the dark cloud is trauma, and it needs deconstruction. Open conversations are just that. Let the other person know next time:

    “Thank you for musing me the other day when we [expand] that friendly conversation. I enjoyed it, and wish we could do this again some other time you are willing to. Here is my personal card🙇‍♀️‍🐶🤲🪪”

    Deconstruction of my post traumatic social anxiety took a very long time, having been ostracized several times in my lifetimes.
    Technically still am, but I hope to fix it once I am in Luxembourg|Iceland.
    I hate to 建前.