Tag Archives: social anxiety

Meet Up – Before

Hi guys!

Tomorrow night I am going to a Meet Up. What this means is I have connected through a website called “Meetup.com”

Yeah, you had already figured that out, I’m sure. Anyway Meetup.com is a website that is helpful for people who want to find activities and people with their own interests. Let’s say that you jog, or write, or you’re a cat person, or you speak a foreign language, or you want to travel, or learn how to manage your money, etc. You enter your information at the site and select your interests, and, voilà! (French for “see this,” or “see that”) They send you a list of activities in your area that you may want to attend.

Then, every now and then, you receive updates in your email that tell you of new activities that are coming up soon in your area. Today I received a notice that a Word Press talk would be taking place in my area tomorrow. I know, short notice, but I may well have ignored previous notices; always possible.

So, I read the list through. WordPress. Hmm, that sounds fami… HEY! I have a WordPress blog! And I still need to learn a few stuffs!

And so, with only a few moments’ hesitation, I invited myself.

It’s that easy; the hard part is to go.

One thing that I have learned, in my years of recovery from alcoholism and mental illness, is that it’s important to occupy my time with things that are of personal interest to me. When my illness is active, all I can think about is the symptoms, or, in the case of alcoholism, my next drink.I have not had that problem for a long time so basically it is depression, along with its lethargy and lack of motivation, that cause my paralysis. It is rare for something to pique my interest when I’m feeling like I do lately.

So, we’ll see how it goes. I’ll let you know  😀

I don’t wanna … talk about it

One Ringy Dingy

Two Ringy Dingy

Is this the party to whom I am speaking?


But seriously. Phones are not funny! I ree-hee-hee-lee cringe when I get a phone call. Do you? I heard someone say recently that that is a form of social anxiety. I wonder. When I get on the phone I feel trapped. If I have my druthers (and guess what, I do! lol) I won’t answer it. But being the good and polite girl that I am, eventually I will call them back.

But I hate it!

I do have a brother from down South who calls me daily and I (sigh) answer. But not if he calls more than once! Nonono! I have my limits haha.

I used to talk for hours to my girlfriends when I was growing up. And a boy?? Oh boy! Hours and hours!

But now I see that caller ID and I just talk to that thing, turn it upside down so I can’t see it, but I won’t answer it! Oh no! Not until I’m good and ready!

What is your “favorite” “phobia” (I don’t know what to call it)