HotthenCold
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Hi there,
so I had a bad night last night and I've been reeling ever since. I slept, so I guess I wasn't reeling then, but before and after I sure was, and am.
Basically, I went to a d.j show at a nightclub with a friend on a whim because I've been spending sooooooo much time alone and I'm trying to get out and have fun.
I know that I don't do well in clubs, especially since I'm sober now and find it harder to "let loose", but I still wanted to go. I guess this is in part because it's something to do on a Friday night, and also because I don't want to accept how shy and nervous I am in those situations and before I go I tell myself to suck it up because it's an opportunity to change my behaviour. But I always feel nervous beforehand and find it near impossibly to get "in state", to use a Tony Robbins term. I am able to get "in state" sometimes and I end up feeling ok.
But last night...
I felt nervous before hand, and tried to change my thoughts around the situation because I am working on affirmations and didn't want to believe that it would be anything to be nervous about. However, the nonsensical rhythm of my subconscious mind tends to take earnest desires to feel one thing and turn them into a state of mind which does not reflect that desire at all. I'm trying to take back my subconscious, but it's slow going so far...
So I felt stuck, uncomfortable, awkward, insecure, etc etc. I went with a buddy so I had some company to ease my sense of loserdom. I saw one friend and although it was nice to see her, I obsessed over how I pulled away from the hug too soon and didn't have anything to say and made it really awkward.
Then I obsessed over how no women were paying attention to me.
Then I saw a friend from work and obsessed over how awkward my hello was with him.
Then I obsessed over why the girl started talking to my friend instead of me, and why she was so businesslike when he introduced us (does this total stranger think I'm such an ugly, weird POS that I annoy her before she has even met me? Why do I put off such an uncomfortable vibe?)
I think there were some other obsessions in there. Little awkward things I'd done that I was worried someone might have seen, and mocked.
So I went home and obsessed over how miserable I am and how I'd rather die.
Then the thoughts become about how much I wish I could just feel the good feeling I sometimes feel, all the time, and how jarring and tiresome it is to be going back and forth between those modes, and how much I regret the effects this "hot and coldness" has on my social life on all fronts, and how hopeless I feel in this state, as if the good feeling is all just an illusion I feel as a survival tactic brought on by just enough mental and emotional crutches being present to convince me things are actually getting better.
Basically just shame. Like I really, truly don't deserve to feel good. I get frustrated hearing the therapized "shame" talk because it really underplays the brutality of this feeling. It is not "I don't like myself so I don't deserve to feel good", it is "YOU STUPID LOSER CREEP YOU ARE A HALF BAKED EXAMPLE OF A HUMAN AND EVERYONE CAN IMMEDIATELY SENSE HOW PATHETIC YOU ARE, YOU CONTEMPTIBLE REJECT".
Think a violent and tireless internal bully. That's shame. For me at least.
So now I sit in my bed on my laptop, wanting coffee but knowing that the walk to the coffee shop will be full of discomfort and paranoia. I'm watching self help videos and posting on line, and as I psyche myself up to get in the good frame of mind, because any time spent in the painful one just reinforces that behaviour, and my reaction to any inkling of feeling good is panic because I am not safe doing this and I DO NOT DESERVE IT, NOR CAN I ACHIEVE IT SO I MIGHT AS WELL JUST QUIT.
That's where I'm at.
so I had a bad night last night and I've been reeling ever since. I slept, so I guess I wasn't reeling then, but before and after I sure was, and am.
Basically, I went to a d.j show at a nightclub with a friend on a whim because I've been spending sooooooo much time alone and I'm trying to get out and have fun.
I know that I don't do well in clubs, especially since I'm sober now and find it harder to "let loose", but I still wanted to go. I guess this is in part because it's something to do on a Friday night, and also because I don't want to accept how shy and nervous I am in those situations and before I go I tell myself to suck it up because it's an opportunity to change my behaviour. But I always feel nervous beforehand and find it near impossibly to get "in state", to use a Tony Robbins term. I am able to get "in state" sometimes and I end up feeling ok.
But last night...
I felt nervous before hand, and tried to change my thoughts around the situation because I am working on affirmations and didn't want to believe that it would be anything to be nervous about. However, the nonsensical rhythm of my subconscious mind tends to take earnest desires to feel one thing and turn them into a state of mind which does not reflect that desire at all. I'm trying to take back my subconscious, but it's slow going so far...
So I felt stuck, uncomfortable, awkward, insecure, etc etc. I went with a buddy so I had some company to ease my sense of loserdom. I saw one friend and although it was nice to see her, I obsessed over how I pulled away from the hug too soon and didn't have anything to say and made it really awkward.
Then I obsessed over how no women were paying attention to me.
Then I saw a friend from work and obsessed over how awkward my hello was with him.
Then I obsessed over why the girl started talking to my friend instead of me, and why she was so businesslike when he introduced us (does this total stranger think I'm such an ugly, weird POS that I annoy her before she has even met me? Why do I put off such an uncomfortable vibe?)
I think there were some other obsessions in there. Little awkward things I'd done that I was worried someone might have seen, and mocked.
So I went home and obsessed over how miserable I am and how I'd rather die.
Then the thoughts become about how much I wish I could just feel the good feeling I sometimes feel, all the time, and how jarring and tiresome it is to be going back and forth between those modes, and how much I regret the effects this "hot and coldness" has on my social life on all fronts, and how hopeless I feel in this state, as if the good feeling is all just an illusion I feel as a survival tactic brought on by just enough mental and emotional crutches being present to convince me things are actually getting better.
Basically just shame. Like I really, truly don't deserve to feel good. I get frustrated hearing the therapized "shame" talk because it really underplays the brutality of this feeling. It is not "I don't like myself so I don't deserve to feel good", it is "YOU STUPID LOSER CREEP YOU ARE A HALF BAKED EXAMPLE OF A HUMAN AND EVERYONE CAN IMMEDIATELY SENSE HOW PATHETIC YOU ARE, YOU CONTEMPTIBLE REJECT".
Think a violent and tireless internal bully. That's shame. For me at least.
So now I sit in my bed on my laptop, wanting coffee but knowing that the walk to the coffee shop will be full of discomfort and paranoia. I'm watching self help videos and posting on line, and as I psyche myself up to get in the good frame of mind, because any time spent in the painful one just reinforces that behaviour, and my reaction to any inkling of feeling good is panic because I am not safe doing this and I DO NOT DESERVE IT, NOR CAN I ACHIEVE IT SO I MIGHT AS WELL JUST QUIT.
That's where I'm at.