stop being afraid of people

I often feel very self-conscious around people. I think I am afraid of being judged. Sometimes I go out of my way to avoid people, even those who I know and who are always polite and friendly with me. I feel guilty about it afterwards and wonder what they would think of me if they knew.

I’ve always been a combination of loud and shy. I feel like I have to be the center of attention sometimes, but the I end up either saying something stupid, or more accurately, torturing myself wondering IF I did anything, said anything.

I guess I’m afraid to put myself out there. I always imagine that people don’t really want to hang out with me and that I’m imposing myself on them.

I don’t know how to make a new friend. All of my friends that I have are really outgoing, socially active people who approached me.

I would love to make new friends.

i am scared of people. i havent ever written or told anyone about it before. ever. its scary to be scared of people. i cant fit in. talking to people feels awkward. i feel like someone who shouldnt exist-and because i shouldnt exist everything i do is void. nothing matters, and no one has the ability to care about me. its like im trapped inside my own head and i get the worst nightmares. More like night terrors really. i get sick to my stomach scared of people. it took me years to make the few close friends i do have-and even then i hate telling people about myself, because im scared they will use it against me or something. im scared of people, yet i am equally scared when i am left alone.
I sound completely daft-hence why i havent told anyone.
Pretty please don’t laugh at me?

.. badly on this one at the moment. Surrounded by fear. It’s got the upper hand. General Custer springs to mind. Why is life so bloody hard?

I am so scared of people being cruel, or hurtful with their words, or bullying. I see myself jostled by a mean crowd, like an injured animal being evicted from the herd and I am afraid of being alone and afraid of being one of such a horrible herd. I hate sounding like a victim, but I cannot imagine being proud and strong and alone, because I also believe in community and the essential goodness of humans – the Namaste – I hate the feeling and I hate myself for having the feeling, I hate my cowardice and I hate the cruelty of mankind – its all a mess of thoughts I cannot untangle

it sux having this problem i cant controll it and sum people dont understand they just think im crazy even thoe im on my meds. they dont help… and sumtimes i get panic attacks or blackout when i get mad i also have a mood disorder when i tell people they just look at me like i was from another world sumtimes i wish i never even told them but im an open person i cant help itt…. sometimes i feel real suiciadal (idk how to write it) ive gone to behavioral centers 2 times already for attempmt but just wanted to write this here… cuz idk were eles to write about it…

well i went to london by myself on thursday for my visa interview. bit scary but i managed quite well! not all people are scary. lol

This is important as I practically have a phobia about phones. i hate them. I never call people and get into trouble. And no-one calls me as I freeze and get weird. But today I called people. I called a company who owe me money. They’ll call back… again. I called a woman who may be able to help me find a new career. She’ll call back. I called a government agency. They were nice and helpful. Bless them. I called Apple about my missing software. They’ll call back.
It’s great to have made the calls but there’s a lot of call back-ers who won’t call back. I need to get assertive on their collective asses!

..employment options in the advertising business. I would be a killer copywriter. I have some kind of half contacts and no direct experience but my fear of approaching people I dont know is holding me back. Contrary to the teachings of Christ the meek are not going to inherit the earth anytime soon so I’ve got to take my courage in my hands and make some damned phone calls. The first should be to the spirit of Bill Hicks to beg forgiveness.

I used to be afraid of everyone. I’m still reluctant to get into arguments, but not because of fear. When it’s necessary to cross someone, I take a deep breath and just do it, knowing that I’ve survived far worse situations. So, yes. I’ll declare victory here.