I get nervous about people coming round ,although I have no friends so it’s just the occasional family member.
The whole knowing what to do and upping my game to be social just seems too daunting.
Offering drinks,feeding them (I scarcely cook for myself)- if you are getting snacks what snacks to buy.
My place is disorganised and quite messy a lot of the time.
That contributes to the paranoiac/social anxiety "people are going to think badly of me " "I’m going to disgrace myself"
type thoughts.
It’s hard for me to think people might like me irrespective of all that.
Then to top it all off there is the big issue of knowing what to say, making small talk.
I am not big on guests. I prefer to just do my own thing in my own little world. The exception is my children, who I can’t get enough of, and my one good best friend. The 3 of them I enjoy. I don’t worry about not doing or saying something right. They know I am ill. I can talk about the ‘brain study’ with them and it’s OK. Other people, though, I don’t care to be around. I feel awkward like they are waiting for me to entertain them or like they are judging me. Like I said, I just prefer to be on my own. I am cool going out in the world, like to the movies or a restaurant, but I don’t like having people over. Sometimes my Dad had people over and I will say Hi but often I just stay in my room.
I don’t mind entertaining with enough warning. It’s when people show up without warning at my home that it throws me. It takes me a few hours to recover from door-to-door salespeople. Even have a sign on the front door that says: NO SOLICITING. GO AWAY. The sign was, unfortunately, too subtle for one fellow today (I was home sick).
Funny that you say that about the door to door sales people. We have a clear no solicitors sign on our house but it doesn’t stop them from ringing the doorbell and sending the dogs into a craze. They never come in once they see we have dogs though. Just 2 days ago there was a guy trying to get us to switch to dish network. A guy last year came by and we bought direct TV. He said they use special dishes that snow doesn’t stick to it,everytime it snows the tv goes out. I’d like to find that guy and black his eye for lying.
Depends on my mood and mindstate at the time on how i feel about guests. Sometimes i love the company, sometimes im uncomfortable and just want them to leave. Im very protective of my home and treat like it like sacred grounds, only a select few and well trusted friends and family are permitted to enter. Ive had friends bring with them a person i dont trust and i made them wait on the front porch while the others came inside, for literally hours.
I do not like the random knocks on the door or salespeople or f*cking girlscouts selling cookies. My heart skips a beat and it takes quite a long time to relax from the scare of the unknown entity behind the door when there is an unexpected knock. Terrible feeling it gives me. Some of my friends still stop by without notice and it scares the hell out of me. They are all stuck in the 80s. Its the age of cellphones people!! Is it so hard to Just call first so i dont have to army crawl around peaking out the windows like a god damn ninja!!! Get with the times people!!!
No one ever comes over to my apt, but I would be uncomfortable only because of how frightfully messy my place is. I need advanced warning so I can at least pick up a little, wash the dishes, etc. I hate when neighbors knock on my door. I almost never bother answering the door, just remain quiet until they go away, since I figure it’s just someone who wants to ask me for a cigarette or some change. Shameless f*ckers, they’re not getting anything from me. Yesterday morning I was woken at 4am by someone knocking on my door. My dog sounded the alarm, while I just remained in bed, slightly freaked out by it. I remained awake for two hours after that, wishing I could be asleep, pissed me off.
Yeah I get very worried and strained. Sometimes I feel most comfortable talking to strangers because I know if I say something dumb or inappropriate it won’t matter because I won’t see them again.
I don’t like guests, it throws me right off kilter. Luckily we don’t get many.
Once every two months, Mr Turtle’s father will visit and that’s the worst, it really throws me off because he just sits and drinks coffee and talks at the top of his lungs about offensive things.
Sometimes Mr Turtle will invite a friend over for dinner which I resent because it’s never reciprocated. And I have to do all the cooking.
Very rarely my parents will come down from Queensland, usually if there’s something in it for them, and they might stay with us. That’s hard because it throws out my routine and I don’t like interruption to my routine.
Soon my biological Father and his wife are traveling down in their caravan. They won’t stay with us, they’ll stay near us, but I will be expected to host a lunch or dinner with them and my niece who also lives down here.
I was living alone for years with out any visitors or guests or friends.
I isolated.
Now I moved in with my boyfriend and he has friends.
They come around almost on a daily basis and it’s so far away of what I’m used to.
I make them coffees then I sit there pretty mute and don’t say anything .
I have so much basic education I forget and on top of that symptoms.
I can feel very tense around people and mute and I often feel fragile and delicate .
I don’t think I dislike it but I don’t always feel comfortable or good either n can suffer .
I’m afraid of meeting his female friend cause she seems pretty loud and nasty n jealous etc
I think she might be all over him and then say nasty things too me and I will just sit there mute feeling awful.
I don’t think I’m good with people and always tried avoiding so it’s very new to me to have people around almost daily.
I said I don’t seem to fit with any people not even schiz oes but said surely with hill billies cause thought had thing for them but naaaaa
Pretty lonely .
Darn it.
I can enjoy guests on spiritual level but can hate it too specially if they swinging. In spirit and up to other things n excluding me of if they ask me questions n they know I can’t answer n I feel horrid .
Baaaa
When I first came to my bf I felt overwhelmed by all the people around n cried n prayed in toilet but he was so sweet n just sent me to bed.
