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Fear Of Social Anxiety

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I left my house on a Summer’s night, with no worries but with a little bit of confusion. This was very unusual for me. I remember how amazing the weather felt. It wasn’t too warm and it wasn’t too cold. I felt comfortable in my own skin. I was a bit excited because it was a night that I had planned for a while with some old high school friends. It had been a while since I spoke to either one of them and it was definitely time for a gathering. On the way there I felt myself become nervous. I started to sweat as if I ran a mile or a marathon. This didn’t feel like my typical self when I would get nervous. This was a feeling of nervousness with fear. It was coming back. I thought I had been cured of this ugly feeling but, I was wrong. …show more content…

I knew that everyone else knew I had Social Anxiety. I had no problem with knowing that people knew about my condition. I was more uncomfortable explaining it in a medical term. I had a fear of Social Situations, which was the correct explanation of me being a “Hermit”. I was completely out of the picture when it came to any type of gathering planned by friends or family members. I’d think of every excuse in the book just so I can avoid going. My fear of being judged, criticized and humiliated was taking over. Where the ugly outcome of Social Anxiety unfolds immediately in the form of a wounded self-concept, the next ugly outcome comes about more frequently over time. Having a wounded self-concept makes it harder for you to have confidence in yourself, and when you have a difficulty with confidence you will procrastinate. You tend to protect yourself with maladaptive conscious strategies such as avoidance through difficult situations and challenging circumstances.

I always wondered how I became this way. Out of all the biological, physiological risk factors of social anxiety; being a female, family history, new work demands or even temperament, I just could relate to being a female. Social phobia wasn’t something I’d use to describe myself. I didn’t have a phobia, I just didn’t feel comfortable leaving my house to be in crowded areas. To me phobia sounds too serious. I had my good days and bad days. There were times I could actually go out, but for a short period of

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