IM fine iwht it personally. I just never knew how severe it had gotten til the whole thing with Jess (chickapoo88). Hopefully I can get it taken care of for the most part. But at least I know what it is and all that jazz hopefully future relationships will tolerate it a bit better and help me thru it.
Terry man thats gotta be tense at times. How do you manage it? For me its wierd I feel it coming on I know im saying shit that I dont wanna and yet I cant stop. At times I just let it run its course and hope I shut up othertimes I fight it with varied results.
Some people just learn to cope with their ' conditions' . Sometimes those conditions can be quite annoying though. With the Social Anxiety disorder I tend to panic a bit in crowded settings. You' d NEVER catch me dining in a somewhat crowded restaurant, ever. I also avoid crowded elevators, subways, trains, and buses. When going to the movies I always try to get to the theater about 20-25 minutes before the start of the movie so I can quickly grab a seat before the theater gets crowded. Which would beg the question, how did I manage to attend E3 for all those years?
The germaphobe thing there' s just no way around. You couldn' t pay me enough to eat at a buffet. And the minute people start chattering away around my food, in the trash it goes. That' s another reason why I can' t do restaurants. Sometimes the people you' re dining with can' t help but yap, yap, yap away while eating. How about we just shut the f*** up and eat everything off of our plates before we engage in any kind of conversation? ;)
I' m probably worst than Adrian Monk in the germaphobe department. For example, when cake is being served at some gathering I HAVE to be the first (or second) person in line once they remove the protecting covering from the cake. If I' m any further back in line I won' t really want a piece anymore, even if it is my favorite type of cake... Also, If I' m at some sort of gathering and they' re serving food in another room, if there are already a bunch of people in the room when I walk in, regardless of how hungry I am there' s absolutely NO friggin way I' m eating anything from there, lol.. I also would never eat birthday cakes where the birthday boy or girl (young or old) blew out the candles on it.
Depression and I are childhood friends. It can seriously, Seriously suck sometimes.
' Light' depression I can fight and keep at bay sometimes, the ones at ' medium' levels I can try to fight sometimes but there are more losses than wins. With the ones at ' high' levels, there' s just no fighting and no chance of winning whatsoever. I just have to whether the storm and hope that it passes. Those suckers bring loss of appetite and sometimes, uncontrollable crying.
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