You're all so nice! Thank you so much for the warm welcome! It is so appreciated. And a thank you on this Veteran's Day to all who served!
Junia, yes! The "fearful paralysis to make your fingers function on the keyboard"! You said that so perfectly! I've always had social anxiety. But in school growing up, everyone said I was a "social person" and a "leader." Go figure?
I think I'm what they call a "sociable introvert"!
I've always wanted to be like my mother. When she gets depressed or upset about something, she cleans! At least she's accomplishing something, whereas I can remember even as a very, very young little girl, before Kindergarten even, whenever I was very upset? It "paralyzed" me! All I could do was go lay on my bed, face down, clutch my pillow with both arms around it, and "kick" one leg up and down, up and down. Depending on which side I was facing! Oh, there's a process to it all!
My sister and I inherited depression and anxiety from both sides of my family. Isn't that a lovely combination?
And we're still the same! But we have overcome a lot of it. People just don't realize it because they can't see what we were feeling (and still are).
If I'm really upset? I need to be alone and I still kick my leg up and down while on my bed! What a sight that must be! And it accomplishes nothing - I get no clean house out of it, no organized closets, nothing! Just a mangled pillow!
I have met people who did and do the same. One was one of my best friends. She was valedictorian in High School. She has enough degrees to be a doctor now. She does lab type work. And she still kicks her leg in bed when she's upset! So, one never knows!
I look around at people and study them in stores, etc. and think "I wish I could be like that person. Totally clueless to my surroundings, like that woman over there...only thinking about the can of soup in her hand and what it says on the label." But you know, I know a LOT of people who are on the very verge of leaving their cart and running out of the store. But you'd never know it by looking at them. So, someone else could be looking at me thinking the exact same thing: "I wish I could be like her. Clueless, walking around in a daze, unaware of her surroundings" not realizing I have what they are wearing imprinted on my mind, from their earrings down to the color of their shoes!
I sometimes think "Gosh, what will I do when I'm very elderly and can't manage this? Time for more Calcium for stronger bones!"! Or 'I'll be the one in the nursing home, rocking back and forth, only I won't be in a rocking chair!"
Hey! There's an idea! I could get myself a rocking chair! I never thought of that! My sister and I always LOVED to swing as kids. As we got older, we realized that one of the reasons was that the movement helped our anxiety. We never got sick, and never got tired of it. We could swing for hours. I recently told my sister that I'm going to have a swing-set installed in the backyard, and then I can swing at night when nobody can see me.
You know what? I'll swing when I want to! Who cares if anyone sees me?
I'll have to look for a nice rocking chair, too. I like this one!
Thanks again for all of your kind words and your support!
Abigail