I know I’m an anxious mess of a person, and have gotten to grips with some of the triggers. But sometimes, I feel it can make me come across as downright rude and miserable. I hate it. The following are scenarios that tend to happen when I’m out in public, though only when I’m alone.
When I want to overtake someone else on the footpath in front. I walk quite fast when I’m on my own, though needlessly. It’s worse when I can’t reasonably overtake them, and end up right behind them, at a snail pace. Then I feel self-conscious of looking like a complete twat. If I do eventually overtake, I feel rude. I can’t bloody win.
Being approached by shop assistants. This is annoying anyway, but being in a constant state of turmoil, sweating out of my ears, etc. it’s the last thing I want. God, it makes me so agitated. I want to reply “NO, would you just go away and let me wither and dither in peace”. Instead I just squeak something like “no thank you” and dash out of the shop like a criminal.
Waiting in anticipation at the tills in Primark for the voice overhead to announce the next available cashier. Heart is pounding. Could be me at any moment. Legs are crossed, now my thighs are sweaty. Silently cursing my near-sighted daft badger self for not wearing my glasses, now squinting to make out the till numbers.
I could go on, but no one will want to read this as it is. The nub and gist is, I want to make my way round in public completely unnoticed. With as little human interaction as possible. I feel this need to be invisible can make me come across as antisocial and plain weird. I’m normal when I’m out with someone. Just on my own. Anyone else as batty as me...