Sunday 27 July 2014

The Confidence Issue

I have alluded to this numerous times on this website over the past 2+ years and perhaps unsurprisingly, a lack of self-confidence and self-esteem often go hand in hand with chronic anxiety conditions.  My confidence in certain situations is still so low, usually on a social scale and unfortunately in this day and age I am surrounded by a whirlwind of high self-confidence and almost arrogance that people unashamedly display.  People love talking about themselves and of course social media has become a platform on which to do this to an even bigger audience.
Fairly accurate

People actually think we care about things happening in their lives. Some people do, true friends maybe (if this isn't a dying concept), but such true friends would surely know about their engagement, their new house or their pregnancy anyway.  Because, therefore, there are so many platforms on which to showcase your lives, and because as a nation we seem to be getting more confident and self-absorbed anyway (or maybe that's just my impression), people whose confidence has been ravaged, like mine, become even more distant from the rest of society - thus making your confidence even lower. Even I Tweet and post the odd Facebook status about my life - even though I know no-one gives a crap.

So yes, people love talking about themselves.  They enjoy saying what hobbies they have, what they are into, what their personal statuses are in terms of relationships, for example.  Unfortunately, I've been surrounded by many people who have seemingly done a lot with their lives - they've been on many holidays, stag dos (I can't think of anything worse personally), skiing in the Alps, elephant riding in the Galapagos Islands (this probably isn't a thing but you get my point).  Most of the people my sort of age come from fairly privileged backgrounds, so they have had the financial support to do such things.  And of course there's their almost compulsory tales of drunken times at University and how much fun they had.  Whilst some of us wasted two years battling serious anxiety.

So they can naturally be more confident because they have more things to brag about.  Slightly harsh maybe, but that's how it comes across if you're someone who would like to have travelled and be in a blossoming relationship, but who haven't had the opportunity because your confidence or ability to travel or sustain a relationship has been disrupted, at best.

And yes I won't deny some (some - not all) of people's tales can be interesting or entertaining, genuinely.  But in the end tales of their fabulously adventurous lives have longer-term 'I'm wasting my life' connotations with someone like me who hasn't done many of these things.  Don't get me wrong, many of the things people talk about I wouldn't want to do, but it would have been nice to have had the option.

Even though my anxiety is now much more stable than at most periods in the past, a) certain things I would still find difficult and b) these historical periods have made things more difficult to execute now I'm older.  University experience, for example, has been and gone.  Developing a relationship (see last but one blog) becomes more difficult the older you get, by anyone's admission.  

And whether it's because of social media or just a generational shift change I don't know, but people these days just seem to be more confident, more cocky and want to dominate conversations.  

I also despise the role of alcohol in all of this.  Why is it that social events are automatically not good if alcohol is not involved?  People feel that they have to get drunk to have a good time.  Again, alcohol and me haven't been friends in the past (causing fast heart rate, etc) and so I can't tell as many tales, or indeed brag, about my wonderfully drunken nights in the past.  Get over yourselves.

Okay, so this has turned into a bit of a rant, which surprisingly was not my initial intention.  My point is this - I don't feel comfortable talking about myself. If people ask me how my day was, or what I'm up to at the weekend, I feel embarrassed by telling them if it doesn't involve copious amounts of alcohol or if it involves enjoying a long walk or watching football.  I'm quite happy doing that, but I almost feel like I'm being judged by not doing something that is perceived by society as more 'interesting.'  Even from a work perspective, people don't hesitate in telling me what they have done at work.  I don't mind this, I find it interesting;  but when people ask me I find it hard to tell them in an interesting way, so I end up saying that my day was just OK and thus my day's appraisal gets swallowed up by everyone else's.  People also have the uncanny ability to make it so that if you don't like the things they are into, you're weird.  Again, I refer to skiing, skydiving, drinking excessively, taking crack and so on.  Why?  But nevertheless, this 'shoot you down' attitude further lowers the confidence of someone like me.

I've had a long-term debate with myself as to whether a lack of confidence causes anxiety or anxiety causes a lack of confidence.  I think now it's a bit of both; I feel uncomfortable in social situations which makes me anxious for example.  Conversely, having anxiety and its preventative nature means I have less to talk about and that makes me less confident in social situations.  It's not a very nice spiral.  

As my last but one blog showed, I have a chronic lack of self-esteem and confidence in many situations still today.  Just the thought of anyone being interested in anything I have to say is not a concept I can accept, and yet most people are totally the opposite.  My ability to approach certain uncomfortable situations is shockingly poor.  Years of anxiety have led to a potential perception that I am boring.  Moreover, certain things that I do that I love (e.g. walking, listening to trance music etc) people think is boring.  So why would I want to talk to them about it?

There are a select few people who, yes, might talk about themselves and their interests but who also show as much of an interest in you, and ask you questions that are thoughtful but that don't go too far.  But generally, I feel as someone with chronic issues around this, that I am being more and more swamped and drowned by an ever increasing population of over-confident beings.

Best wishes
Al

Tuesday 15 July 2014

GUEST BLOG: Incy Wincy Spider

This is a first - a guest blog.  One of my good friends posted the below status on Facebook a few days ago, detailing her experience of a Spider Friendly programme that she has recently been on.  This is an attempt to alleviate chronic phobias of spiders and may be applicable to other common phobias as well.  It's only a short blog in comparison to many of my marathons, but that's one of things I love about this, along with its complete honesty in its appraisal.
B***ards

Guest blog, by Leanne

A few of you wanted to know how the London Zoo friendly spider programme (group hypnotherapy for arachnophobia) went this weekend. I know I'm not alone in having extremely frustrating and stressful encounters with eight legged things so I'll describe it in case it works for someone else. Firstly we had a talk from a psychology lecturer about phobias, how we develop them and why we can't seem to 'logic them away.' Then we had a group discussion about the specific elements of spiders that cause the reaction (most of us were OK with the idea of small pink fluffy four legged slow moving 'spiders') and how we can react before we even consciously register them (ball of fluff on the carpet?!) Then the Zoo arachnid expert talked to us about everything we've never wanted to know about spiders, including sadly how conkers, peppermint and 'ultrasonic gizmos' don't work.  

Then we did a group hypnosis session with a psychologist; this basically involved relaxation techniques which will be very familiar to anyone who has sought help for insomnia etc.  The idea was to consciously relax every muscle in your body from toes to head back to toes and up again. Then the hypnotist counted us down ten imagined 'steps' into a deeper state of relaxation asked us to feel how heavy our limbs were and how relaxed we were. He then told us he will count us down the last three steps and that's the depth of trance we will stay at. This was very pleasant and my limbs were very heavy and relaxed. When everyone was relaxed he encouraged us to tell ourselves that 'spiders were safe' and imagine our fear floating away. Then everybody got up and we went straight over to the zoo bug house. 

Now, there were about 50 people, all of whom had rated their initial fear at 8-10 out of 10. We first looked at the spiders behind glass and everyone seemed really interested although I wasn't that keen. Then we went over to some open-lidded boxes with some FLIPPIN MASSIVE house spiders in and bizarrely most people crowded round keen to have a look. I wasn't keen - after all, there were FLIPPIN MASSIVE spiders in those boxes. Duh. Most people were happy to play with the spiders and 46 out of the 50 held the things and were calm. I can't understand what was different for them but it was life changing for those people. 

Sadly I was still unhappy, very unhappy, as my hope for getting over the fear had now gone out the window. I really wanted to try and get over it so I made myself go in and poke a leg with my fingernail, it took me 70 minutes to go back in and two internal panic meltdowns and was the most stressful thing I've ever done but I poked it. I did learn a lot about the creatures and it was useful to speak to people who didn't think I was a nutcase for being scared but sadly it didn't work for me - but I was a minority. Apparently my subconscious is as stubborn as my conscious.

To non-arachnophobes, please never tell someone that 'it's ok they can't hurt you' or 'they're more scared of you' because do you honestly think that hasn't occurred to the person in question?! It only makes them more frustrated / stressed / embarrassed. Just fetch them a mallet, or - as someone creatively suggested - a flamethrower.


Al's comment: As I said above, a very honest and open encounter laced with comedy, but with a serious message.  Phobias about spiders, or anything else, can seem stupid to many people.  "Pull yourself together."  It's the same as any anxiety condition.  But it's not as simple as this and when techniques don't work it can be extremely demoralising and can set you back further than where you started from.  I would question in Leanne's case exactly how many of the other 50 people have 'real' phobias - they seemed to overcome them all too easily to me.  It's not easy, in reality.  But that's just my opinion.

Thanks to Leanne for allowing this post.

Best wishes
Al 

Monday 7 July 2014

Something for someone

Okay, so I have a major problem at the moment that is eating me up inside.  When I say major problem, you could argue that I am exaggerating, given that 'major problem' for me would mean a relapse into my most anxious days when I could barely leave the house.  Yes, that would be a major problem, so perhaps I'd re-label that as enormous problem, and keep this problem as major.
Couldn't think of an appropriate image

See I'm waffling. It's because I've been struck down by an inability to talk to someone, or ask someone, something because of years of a chronic lack of confidence that I blame, rightly or wrongly, on anxiety.  It could, of course, be the other way round (lack of confidence causing anxiety) or a bit of both, but I've gone into this debate before and don't wish to again.  The answer is almost irrelevant anyway, the lack of confidence I have is reality either way.  
Anyway, without spelling it out, when I say I have an inability to ask someone SOMETHING, I think you know what I mean.  But this is different to anything I've felt before.  I'm being driven insane (metaphorical and thus ironic use of the word, just to clarify) by this particular someone and for the first time ever - literally - I can say that I am expressing feelings like I never have before.  Sure, I have felt certain things for certain people before, but I was too young the last time I did for it to be 'real,' and regardless, the feelings aren't a strong as they are now.  

The first issue is, I don't know enough about this someone.  Is this someone even with someone else?  I've found out things about this person that contradict, but there again it's never outright stated that she (ok it's a she, just in case you were wondering... well with my name let’s face it, you'd be wondering) is not with someone else.  I've tried probing (verbally), as such:

'What did you get up to at the weekend?' "I went to the cinema and saw X. It was really good..." etc etc

WHO WITH??

"I've just bought a puppy!" 
'Oh yeah' [shows photo] 'Aw he's a cutie! Who looks after him when you're at work then?!'
"Well my uncle pops in from time to time to check on him."

BUT WOULD YOU BE GETTING A PUPPY ON YOUR OWN??

'Do you have a flat then?'
"No, a house."

WHAT, ON YOUR OWN??

"I went to Barcelona on holiday, it was amazing!"

WHO WITH??

JUST GIVE ME SOMETHING WILL YOU PLEASE??!!  Any ounce of information will do.  By the way she talks, the way she acts, and the fact she hasn't mentioned anyone else, it suggests that she isn't with someone else, but the facts above aren't necessarily backing this up.  In my mind, if I ask her outright if she's with someone else, I would be making it obvious as to why.  How do I find out what I need to know without making it blindingly obvious why?  
The problem is, if I did find out there wasn't anyone else, I'm not convinced that would make it much easier to actually take the next step.  As I mentioned, years of chronic anxiety have left me not only with the inability to deal with these situations, but I also have a chronic belief in myself that anyone could possibly like me.  Perhaps that is why I'm sitting here tonight feeling gut-wrenchingly heart-broken for someone I never even had.  I'm also scared of rejection, which I appreciate is more of a normal thing, but there's normal scared then there's 17 years of anxiety scared.  A different ballpark, as those who know what having anxiety is like.  There is also a comparatively minor implication with regards to work; it's not as if we work for the same company, but I work with her on various things (how I met her in the first place) and if I balls this up it could have negative implications for work and make it harder.  This alone wouldn't stop me from taking that step, but it doesn't help.

I write this blog in a quite light hearted way, but actually, this is eating me up inside.  I fear for my future.  I fear that I am going to let potentially the most amazing opportunity pass me by just because of the sickness that anxiety has caused me over the years.  Similarly, if I ever do take that step, the fear of rejection could just set me back even further.  

As much as being single isn't something I enjoy, being single and ignorant - i.e. not liking someone - was a heck of a lot easier.  As for now, well I don't know what happens next.

Best wishes
Al