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I seem to get the same woman every single time I go in to the post office and every single time I manage to be an idiotic newbie and completely embarrass myself. Today was no different.
Urgh to those who send things without a second thought, I am really jealous of you. This is not * easy for someone with anxiety....
Things kept going wrong today. Heck am I glad to be home!
Sorry not much of a problem is it? seems I just overthink things and get worked up
"much better to have a bottom that naturally flattens out than one that goes every which way when it's sitting on a surface" -RMDC
I'm sorry you had to deal with that, QB. People who don't have to deal with anxiety really don't get those of us who do. Mine's not even that bad, but I've been in situations where I wanted to step in because someone else who was obviously having an anxiety attack was being poorly addressed by a customer service agent... but it's often at a bank or other place where sensitive or private information is at stake, so I have to stay back.
Mostly hibernating here. Find me on Twitter @rmdcade.
RMDC wrote:I'm sorry you had to deal with that, QB. People who don't have to deal with anxiety really don't get those of us who do. Mine's not even that bad, but I've been in situations where I wanted to step in because someone else who was obviously having an anxiety attack was being poorly addressed by a customer service agent... but it's often at a bank or other place where sensitive or private information is at stake, so I have to stay back.
Thanks Cade, I'm getting better, but with posting parcels I'm still learning and that can lead to difficulties, especially when I don't get it right/ if there are complications...
All worth it in the end, feels darn good to hear when people get them, a relief it got there at all!
I'm good now, it was just what I call a momentary nurgle (technical term )
"much better to have a bottom that naturally flattens out than one that goes every which way when it's sitting on a surface" -RMDC
That really sucks Bex. As someone with severe anxiety problems, I can sympathise. Things that are simple for others seem like mountains to people with anxieties. If you ever need help with posting or anything, I'd be happy to assist as I've had a lot of practice.
RMDC wrote:...I've been stitching at an estimated rate of almost a full BMH per day...
I get it QueenBex! I have anxiety whenever I call someone I've never telephoned before. My husband says "but you know your fear is irrational so how can you still be afraid"? He just doesn't get how real the fear is to me, it doesn't matter that I would never die from making a phone call because in that moment it feels like I will. I'm glad I've found people that understand me! Long rant, sorry, the point is the post lady is a poopy-head and you're awesome Bex!
"I need to feel your cross stitch. Feels like 8-bit" - my three year old
I personally don't have issues with anxiety, but my husband has some social anxiety stuff he deals with. I've had to learn that what may not seem like a huge deal to me (like standing in front of people during a wedding) is a huuuuge deal to him, something he has to mentally prepare himself for. I honestly don't think I'll ever fully understand it since I'm so use to being around people (being a pastor's kid and hugely into theater will do that), but I try to relieve some of the pressure when I can.
My husband and I both have a fear of making phone calls, which makes it difficult to get stuff done at times. We each try to make up excuses for why the other one really needs to make the call instead. My heart still pounds when I have to call the girls' school and I've now done that dozens of times and am friendly with all the teachers. Still feels like I'm going to faint every time.
I also completely understand about the post office. I always check the info I've filled in 3 or 4 times to make sure it's correct and then obsess over whether the customs stuff was filled in correctly. Oh no, I put that the candy was worth 20sek but it actually cost 25sek! They're going to come and arrest me!
I used to have no fear and would leap up in front of a huge group of strangers to do a silly dance. These days, I freeze up when I have to give information to our entire group at work. Normally, there are 6 of us but one day we had a video-call with 6 other people and I could not seem to get my voice above a whisper and then on top of that I forgot half the info I was supposed to share.
Maybe a support group for those with social anxiety would help, but nobody would ever show up to the meetings.
yessamaca, I hope that last line was a joke and not a commentary, otherwise I'd feel really bad for giggling!
I'm not really an anxious person (if anything, I worry that I don't worry enough!) but I'm not too fantastic at phone calls either. A few years ago when some medical issues forced me to quit my job, I spent most of my savings on medical bills and the like and was eventually forced to go on Centrelink (welfare) payments. It took weeks to get up the guts to actually make the call. If I feel it's important (like when I had to call the bank when my account was hacked) I'll do it, but the inconsequential stuff? I'd rather hide in a ditch!
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Ally wrote:yessamaca, I hope that last line was a joke and not a commentary, otherwise I'd feel really bad for giggling!
Both, I guess. It's like when I was in college and sleeping 18+ hours per day. My friends all thought I was horribly depressed so they made an emergency appointment for me at the school psychiatric office, but I missed the appointment because I was taking a nap. (Turns out I wasn't depressed at all, just anemic.)
Or like the time I decided to fight back against my OCD (which has been mostly under control for years but still bugs me). I was feeling especially relaxed so I decided to take the opportunity to get rid of it. (Maybe I was a little delusional as well as relaxed) I had the day off work and was making a plan of action. 'I'm going to do the dishes, then the laundry, then sweep the stairs and clean the bathroom all without any rituals! And if I slip up and do a ritual then I'm just going to start all over again until I do it right. No, wait, dammit!'
yessamaca wrote:Maybe a support group for those with social anxiety would help, but nobody would ever show up to the meetings.
yessamaca wrote:Or like the time I decided to fight back against my OCD (which has been mostly under control for years but still bugs me). I was feeling especially relaxed so I decided to take the opportunity to get rid of it. (Maybe I was a little delusional as well as relaxed) I had the day off work and was making a plan of action. 'I'm going to do the dishes, then the laundry, then sweep the stairs and clean the bathroom all without any rituals! And if I slip up and do a ritual then I'm just going to start all over again until I do it right. No, wait, dammit!'
Both of these made me laugh, in part because I deal with both these things! It's ok to have a little lol at these things sometimes.
Speaking of anxiety, I've been having an attack for the last 12+ hours. My despised brother made it his business to let himself into my house last night, trying to take anything not nailed down. It quickly escalated into an argument and then a fight in which I went completely mad and attacked him. I had the police out and nothing's happened since, but it's not good for my nerves at all! Still, typing this out is making me feel so much better. And now I'm going to try and relax and stitch!
RMDC wrote:...I've been stitching at an estimated rate of almost a full BMH per day...
seems I just overthink things and get worked up 
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