Social Anxiety Blogs

Well, this is my first entry on this site.

I don't know where to start, or what to include and what
to leave out. Don't let me leave the wrong impression for
any of you who might be reading. I'm afraid to ever let my
mind anywhere near there for it is even more vulnerable to
their offenses than before. Don't think yours wouldn't be
either.

I'm not ready to talk about almost any of it my stomach
turns before my mind can even goe there.

This wasn't the beginning by any means but it's the only
place I can start.

It was halloween and we were at dance practice for the

I've been taking inventory of my life, in all aspects. I decided, no one in my income level needs Gucci bags. In order to get to where I want to be, I have to accept where I am, Gucci no longer warrents my lifestyle.

I listed one Coach bag, two Vintage Gucci's on e-Bay. The woman that bought the coach purse extremely nice, the woman that bought the larger bag, wonderful.
Something tells me, the woman that bought the clutch is going to be a pain in the ass.
I give as much information as I can. I have answered more questions that I care to remember.

So..this is to clear my thoughts. No ego :0

Why was I born into a world where I am forced to do things that I dislike, and generally suffer so much? Why do I feel like a failure if I don't feel like living up to other people's expectations; if I don't go after the stereotypical "good" ending - I must be strong, I must endure, I must: Be a good person, work hard, be organized, be passionate and happy and find a good career, overcome all depression and anxiety..?

I know life stories are boring...Currently I am waiting to be enrolled in summer school and I only need 2 more credits to graduate. I have already tried to be independent but my roommates let me down. I've been an "at home person" for about five months. I live off of social security at the moment because I have a really low white blood cell count. Most all my friend drink and smoke weed, I on the other hand can't really tolerate these things because I get bad reactions, If I drink I get a cold, and when I smoke I feel as if my anxiety will utterly land me in a heart attack and my ears ring.

I wrote in my last blog about dissatisfaction with my relationship. That’s not really true. While there are times when I wish things were different, most of the time I’m satisfied.

The Buddha taught that all conditioned mental and physical phenomena are impermanent, but there is something that doesn't seem to change -- the dissatisfaction I have with my relationship with my wife.

I’m having trouble comprehending how the Military can make me keep an insurance that I don’t want, that is interfering with the quality of my health, well being. I can’t comprehend how “Not active” isn’t enough for the State. The more I think about this, the more it makes me angry, I shouldn’t have to fax them anything, if I don’t want the insurance that should be enough. Then when you consider I don't have the insurance......

((((((((((((((((Becky)))))))))))))))) That's a generous offer. That's just an example of how true a friend you are and the depth of your character runs. You're one of the nicest, best people that I've ever had the fortune to meet *hugs*

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