Social Anxiety
I couldn’t move. I looked scared. How are they going to look at me? I could see it on their faces, they are certainly judging me. I don’t know what to do. I’m paralyzed. And finally the teacher says I can go away. He is familiar with my disorder. I left my class, wondering how coward I am. I don’t know what to do and how to act. Everybody sees me as a loser, that’s obvious, nevertheless, I want to be normal, act normal and live normally, be happy and have friends. I must work hard.
MONTH LATER
„So, what happened to you?“ asked the psychotherapist .
„What do you mean?“ Why is she asking me? She knows about my problem.
„Why are you afraid of people?“
„I don’t know. They will judge me before they’ll know me.“ I didn’t know
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Daley and nothing has really changed. I am all alone, just by myself, even if I’m at school. I am scared to death that I will end up lonely and empty, but at this moment it’s the only thing I’m heading to. I want to have this great feeling when I’m around somebody I like, or when I just see someone. I want to have that feeling described in books, I want to feel butterflies in my stomach I want to be nervous about some boy I meet, but everything I feel now is fear. It scares me to death to talk to ANYBODY. It could be my mom or my favourite person in the whole world - I can’t talk to him, but at the same time I don’t want to be alone, notwithstanding, I can’t deal with communication and sociality, but the only way to do something is to define my goals. The first thing I could do which wasn’t psychically too painful for me was to go on the internet. I’m not on Facebook and stuff like that, I don’t even own a computer. I borrowed my dad’s and signed up to Facebook. I was scrolling the main page and suddenly something popped up. Something that changed my life forever.
ONE WEEK LATER
Today is the day. I am stressed out. I need to calm down. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. I need to go or I’ll be late. This is such an enormous step for me, I had never really gotten out and go somewhere for a purpose of having fun, this is my first time and I hope not the last.
I just arrived and it’s literally terrifying. There are people everywhere.
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I can’t imagine living without dancing, therefore I changed schools, I am on dance academy and I am super happy about that, I can take my skills to a whole new level.
FOUR YEARS LATER
I don’t do anything else besides dancing. I am a choreographer and lector in the STL dance crew. I have a little problem with communication, but I can make it.
AFTER TWO YEARS
I am ready for the Show Yourself battle. This is one of the biggest battles in the America. This time it is ICE-E versus me - Mad Lyn. Oh, you didn’t know my name? Sorry, I don’t like talking to strangers.
“ICE-EEE versuuuuuus Mad Lyn!” the speaker introduced us.
Let’s go. The music in on. I can feel the beat. I can feel the music. The groove is in my body, the feeling is in my soul…And now I can’t think about anything else, just dance.
“Three, Two, One…That was Mad Lyn, yeeeeah!” shouted the speaker “ICE-E’s round!”
ICE-E is really good dancer, he controls his body, it feels like he controls the music.
“Three, two, one…Okay! ICE-EEEE everybody! Now judges – Three, two…”
We are not rivals, we are in this together, doesn’t matter who
When the second quarter ended, they waited while technicians set up the stage and sound props. This soon ended and Cassi and the other performers stepped onto the field in front of thousands. Cassi’s nerves switched into excitement as she looked at the crowd. It was sunny and beautiful and she loved to perform. This kind of performance, dancing, was what she was good at.
Seemed like it never would. The fact, is his heart kept beating for nineteen minutes.” (Capote 331-332). Capote uses irony to argue how the death penalty is harsh and merciless. Dancing is supposed to be happy and enjoyable, but in this case Capote is using the word dancing in a different connotation.
This psychological assignment requires us to break a social norm. In my case, I decided to break an appearance social norm. I thought in something weird, but at the same time really funny. Therefore, I entered to my little walking closet and I took the most brilliant and extravagant high heels shoes that I found to wear them at a place when people usually used flip flops.
When coming to Arcadia High School I didn’t know what to feel like, would I say frightened, worried, or energized? For this reason I decided that I felt confused. I was a bit stressed at the thought of getting bad grades. I entered school and saw what looked like a beehive of people going where they needed to go. So like many freshmen on their first day I got lost looking for my first class, it was such a big school and many of the halls weren’t even in alphabetical order.
Misdiagnosed November was when the pain started. I was dizzy at church one Wednesday night. I did not think much of it. Though, now, I think I should have. Looking back, I should have mentioned it to someone there or I should gone home early, but I did not.
I can’t dance the tango, but I can dance Bachata, but they’re not the same thing. I was four, sitting on my grandmother 's lap, in the living room, watching with awa as she formed beautiful and perfectly rounded cursive letters. After she was done, she gave me the pencil, signaling that it was my turn to write. I took the it into my hand and began to write. I didn’t even finish my first word, when she slapped the pencil out of my hand and said I was doing it wrong.
In human nature, fear is a big part of how we act, but there is one thing that we are the most afraid of, loneliness. People are often social people, and when you take out the possibility of talking and communicating to someone, you will feel a kind of sadness. There are people who are absolutely fine with being lonely, but most of the human population will not be able to stand it. In Teju Cole’s book “Open City”, Cole creates a character that represents the sadness and fear of being alone. Loneliness is something that we can never get over, the main character in Open City, Julius, was forced to deal with the fact that he was indeed alone, without anyone there to comfort him, and even if he had found someone, it would not last long, and the only thing that Julius wants, is to able to be free.
Music, acting, and painting may stimulate different senses and be used as entertainment, but they are also used to spread thoughts and messages. Among the more indirect of these arts is dancing, which in itself includes everything from solo tap dancing to partnered tango. McCloud uses the second type to show how the combinations of words and images are what create the most effective method of communication. Introducing the scene with a couple dancing at a festival, McCloud then shows the reader little nuances of their dancing, like one partner accidentally stepping on the other’s foot, stating that comics are partners in a dance that work best in harmony and stumble when both try to be the star. His next frame then depicts two children playing around which transforms into a grown up couple in a dance competition leading up to their signature move and executing it to perfection.
I would always get nervous and feel myself heat up so then I would hide myself away from the class. I would be moving around a lot and would distract the audience from the actual presentation. When I would read something aloud to the class, my voice would stutter and it felt as if everyone was making fun of
I had very low self-esteem as a child; which I kept with me for many, many years; and even now I don’t want to be around anyone who is domineering or pushing me around because it makes me nervous.” p.
When I was young, about 4 to 5 years ago, there were many, many young boys my age who lived in the neighborhood, but slowly, over the course of about 2 years, they all moved away from the neighborhood. Leaving me without friends, and reducing the chance of making more, because I lived right down the street from my elementary school, and I wasn’t able to stay there and do extracurricular activities, due to my sister, who I had to walk home and watch over. Which put me into a tough spot, as a young kid, I had done so many things that faded away as my friends had left, I used to play street football, street basketball, and just in the street, my fun in the woods near my house diminished, as I had noone to play with, no other minds, no other people
Come on, we must dance! [She sprints to the entrance of the casino. Allan sighs and slowly lifts himself up. He heads towards the casino, walking briskly. The sound is coming from the bar and Allan sees Blanche dancing by herself on the dance floor.
His hands are ready to guide him through his journey into almost a state of perfection and beauty. As his hands and arms twirl around him, his body started to follow the movement. His feet were pointed with strength and ready to move to the next move. He finishes up with the body closing down like the sunset as the music starts to tone down. This is Maxwell Foster and his life with dance.
I just wanted to apologize and explain why I was acting so weird after class today. I feel like I'm barely able to talk to someone and tell them how I'm feeling or thinking, so writing down and expressing how I feel about something seemed hard to do. Race is something that I feel is hard for me to talk about because it's hard for me to imagine someone feeling differently than I do. I can't comprehend how some people are able to justify racist actions in their own mind or to anyone else simply because of someone's appearance. Aside from not feeling like I'm able to explain my point of view, I also just get really nervous and awkward for basically no reason.
When I have to go somewhere new, talk to new people, or experience new events I feel like there is hurricane force winds churning monstrous waves in my stomach. I feel so sick. But in the end, when the new becomes old, I am ever so happy to have had the experience, to