Today’s topic for the Autumn blog challenge is “I’m a people person except for people . . .” Honestly, for me I could end that with just a period. I am not a people person. I would like to be a people person so it isn’t that I’m stuck up or mean, I am just very shy. Oddly enough, people who know me don’t see me that way but in a social setting where I don’t really know anyone, I get very anxious. I come up with excuses not to go out and meet people. I feel fat. I need a haircut. I have a pimple. But in reality, I would say that I probably have some degree of social anxiety.
These are some things that the therapist who is working with Red (and me) started to touch on the other day. Funny, she didn’t see me as shy either. She was very surprised when I admitted to being socially anxious. So now I know she’s going to push me and hopefully it’ll eventually help me get over myself.
I wasn’t always this way. I was never a super go-getter, but I have started to carry more and more baggage as I’ve gotten older. Hey, I’ve always been a little bit of a pack rat.
So I am a people person except for all of those pesky people.
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