I think if the causes of it were known, it'd be easier to deal with. I imagine a number of different problems can cause a person to be socially awkward, since it's not a medical or psychological diagnosis and more a blanket term for how some people feel around others. One person who's socially awkward might be like Ravenpoe, but another might go head-first into social situations and just fuck up how to talk to people.I'm genuinely curious. Why do you give a shit about what other people think of you? Take the examples you've listed. I just don't get it, especially if they're doing the same thing as you.
I guess I'm wondering what does the anxiety stem from? Is it a form of OCD or something?
I suppose you have it there. Some people do, others don't.Why do you give a shit about what other people think of you?
But that doesn't always tie into social awkwardness either. For example, my mom is very easy around people, but she lets their opinions weigh on her when she's not around them.I suppose you have it there. Some people do, others don't.
--Patrick
I suppose. I don't really think about actions like the ones that Ravenpoe described.My take is that, if you want people to take you seriously, there is an air you need to project. Regardless of the circumstances, you usually need to appear calm, composed, and in control of the situation. So, if you make a mistake or do something out of turn, you try to keep others from noticing it, and make it look like things more or less panned out the way you intended. Counts for double if it happens in front of the troops.
To me, social awkwardness might be a measure of how natural you are at pulling that off, and how comfortable you yourself feel. The examples given above may be over-compensating a bit, but the principle behind them might be the same.
90% of people don't notice, and the other 10% don't care.
You just need to calm down.On some level, you have to understand it's not rational and for a lot of people, explaining that doesn't make the internal cause of it go away.
I'm genuinely curious. Why do you give a shit about what other people think of you? Take the examples you've listed. I just don't get it, especially if they're doing the same thing as you.
I guess I'm wondering what does the anxiety stem from? Is it a form of OCD or something?
I don't think I'm socially awkward, but I am an introvert. I'd hang out with the family dog just to avoid having to make small talk.If I'm at a party and that person has a pet (hopefully a dog), 80% of the time, I will just hang out with the pet. Just so I don't have to have awkward conversation with complete strangers.
I don't think I'm always awkward, but if I'm first meeting you I'm either EXTREMELY hyper/jumpy or so shy I don't want to say anything to you.
And I know this thread is starting to deviate from the original topic, but, hey, I'm just saying, if I'm at a party you'll likely find me hanging out with the family dog.
I'm definitely there with you. More fun hanging with children and playing tug of war with my stepdad's bulldog than listening to my grandmother make racist comments and express her fear of "the jews".I don't think I'm socially awkward, but I am an introvert. I'd hang out with the family dog just to avoid having to make small talk.
I consistently do this, so don't feel bad.If I'm at a party and that person has a pet (hopefully a dog), 80% of the time, I will just hang out with the pet. Just so I don't have to have awkward conversation with complete strangers.
I don't think I'm always awkward, but if I'm first meeting you I'm either EXTREMELY hyper/jumpy or so shy I don't want to say anything to you.
And I know this thread is starting to deviate from the original topic, but, hey, I'm just saying, if I'm at a party you'll likely find me hanging out with the family dog.
When I find someone like that, sometimes I start zombie walking behind them.In general walking behind someone who is a slow walker and also bobbing side to side as they walk down the narrow hall/aisle/sidewalk so you can't get around them without the risk of them bumping into you, I end up slowing my pace and accepting my fate that this is the speed at which I will be traveling down this hallway.
That list makes me feel a little like Gregory House.That list reminds me of just how far I've come.