Social anxiety. A LOT of people suffer from it to various degrees. I'm kind of sort of one of those people. I don't have full-blown attacks or stutter or suddenly become gassy for no reason, but I do feel more than a little nervous. When I feel nervous, I talk a lot. A LOT, a lot. Think "verbal diarrhea".
I suppose my anxiety could be attributed to my hearing loss. I often miss things said in a group and become uncomfortable, so as a preemptive strike I may dominate the conversation in a roomful of people I don't know. It's like Open Mic Night without the funny.
When a room is full of people you don't know, it can alternate between seeming big enough to get lost in or small enough to choke you to death. I get twitchy when those strangers poke at my protective bubble with their mumbling small talk.
This is not to say that I'm completely unsociable. I'm not. I am happy to share my personal space with you and chew the fat, shoot the shit and guffaw and holler at your jokes...until you wear out your welcome and I grow anxious for you to leave. You can usually tell when that time comes. I get "the poopy face". It's a sort of vacant, half-smiling, "I'm not really listening to you because I'm severely constipated" expression and it looks a little like this:
I like my bubble, but there is room for more than just me in here. So you may stay until I start making that face.
Do you get nervous in social situations?
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You KNOW I do!! Where do you think yours comes from??
ReplyDeleteWho is this?! Do I know you? *giggle*
DeleteI hate people who get in my personal space bubble.
ReplyDeleteYay for me! I never ONCE got the poopy face!!
ReplyDeleteAnd no, luckily, I don't suffer from social anxiety. Can you tell? lol
Oh, and that face up there? Awesome.
ReplyDeleteI enter your space
ReplyDeleteYou won't be constipated
Jenna has spoken
I love your haiku
DeleteThey make me all warm inside
Ravioli farts
Nice to know all that English education wasn't wasted!!!!
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