Why is such a thing so hard. Have come straight home and gotten into bed.
I bought a hair clipper so I don’t need barbers anymore.
I let my hair grow so I dont need that â– â– â– â– .
If you let them grow too much you will need to wash them often…
that’s the problem. I already have a long beard. now I will let my head hairs grow. more time in the shower.
I just trim them with the clipper every 2-3 months so that they stay short and I don’t need to wash them. It has been 2 months since my last shampoo…
2 months is a long time…
I’m sorry man… I do wind up having bad days like that… grocery stores or even my front porch are horribly uncomfortable just because other people are around…
I’d really just focus on things known to alleviate anxiety… Reducing stress.
There actually isn’t a chemical responsible for fear… it’s part of the mamalian fight or flight system… in the wild we were supposed to be able to snap into fear and take care of ourselves and only relax once we were very good and safe for a reasonable amount of time…
We haven’t evolved to the modern world… and based on it’s nature… I don’t think we ever will…
There is no real threat in life that isn’t highly abstract… like not making rent… or losing employment… and then later on having to face displacement…
these aren’t natural challenges on a physiological level… our brains are meant to crave the things it needs to stay alive… and be free… and run from our troubles that we can physically sub due… money wasn’t a factor in where we come from… we are adaptable enough to trick ourselves into thinking it’s natural… and it is indeed the way it just has to be…
I say all that because real life is nothing like what our bodies and minds were actually meant for…
You basically have to love television to survive… if you don’t then you will know what cabin fever is and with that fever the inscrutable debacle of just how much life we are deprived of… and we are deprived because so many are content with sitting in front of a TV… that the world won’t change…
People don’t like depth… they don’t like cool… they don’t like different… they don’t like facing challenges… they don’t like encouraging others to try and change the fundamentals… and it’s all laughably dead ended.
@Jimbob… personal adivce for you bro…
Exercise… Avoid caffeine… Get enough moving around in each day that you are physically exhausted…
Try looking at things in a more long term sense… Choose to acknowledge that it’s going to be alright… No one is threatening you… no one is going to hurt you… you will make it back to a strong stride in a good place again… those bubbles of anxiety are just things to watch and let pass…
It’s all about sleep, learning to trust, and promoting relaxation… coffee and cigs will lead anyone to be wound up… and most just stave off that wound upness with booze… this is not a realistic thing for someone with mental illness to entertain… as fun as all those things are…
I get the ainx to though man… I struggle to keep myself in good states… but I think one thing I do have down is knowing that I’ll be able to pull myself out of my lows… each day is just another one… basically nothing new is going to happen… I really don’t have any reason to be afraid…
When the moment is to intense… you are likely just giving it too much credit,.
The barber is kind of a sensory overload for someone who is sensitive to those kinds of things. You have to have a loud sound starting and stopping unexpectedly near your ear, your neck gets all itchy, a near stranger is touching you, and there is something sharp pressed against your scalp. It is a totally normal thing to get anxious over.
I used to only cut my hair once every two years, because it stressed me out so much. Now, I’ve built up trust with one particular hairdresser, and I feel more comfortable during haircuts.
What I usually do is just frequent the same barber shop.
This at least reduces a lot of anxiety about who might be cutting my hair, how much I have to pay etc.
Take care @anon20613941
I go to the barber’s with my stepdaughter. I would never go on my own. Luckily the barbers are Turkish and make no attempt to engage me in small talk. My stepdaughter tells them how it should be cut as I am no good explaining such things.
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