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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 6:27 pm
I hate the dark. When I wake up during the middle of the night, I'll see things that aren't actually there. I remember when I thought there was a man sitting on my bed just looking at me; the next night I thought it was a big dog.
Recently, my mom told me I started screaming and whining when she turned on the hall light when I was sleeping. Also, another time when I woke up, I was freaking out because I thought there were demons in my room.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 7:05 am
Zizzykitty klikkhaus Zizzykitty This reminds me, though it may not help your fear of mirrors. When I was into lucid dreaming, I never tried it but I did some research on it, I read about ways to test whether or not you're dreaming (Other than the standard, pinch yourself.) But one of the things is dreams are really inconsistent and don't really know what they're doing a lot. So if you look into a mirror in a dream your reflection is typically distorted, frightening, or just plain wrong. For a while I was frightened of looking into mirrors because of that. I don't know why it scared me, because that would just mean I was dreaming, but for the idea that my reflection would be different made me extremely uneasy.
Wouldnt work for me though since things in mirrors always
start looking wrong too me even when I'm awake.
I don't know if it's because I have a hyper-active imagination or what,
but reflections in my mind never stay completely right.
Basicly they just freak me the hell out.I can understand that. I've had those moments where I think I see something in a mirror from the corner of my eye. But when I actually look it's just me. Sometimes I'll just stare into a mirror and zone out, so I obviously don't have a fear of them, haha. maybe I'm a little weird but everytime i look in the mirror, i keep thinking that some sort of monster is looking right back at me. I mean, I know it's me, but still... Maybe it's just really bad self-consciousness issues or something.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 1:53 pm
klikkhaus Dornkus klikkhaus I'm rather bad at describing this in english but the wikipedia description seems too be mostly accurate and something I can identafy with so I shall just shamelessly steal it:
"intense, chronic fear of being judged by others and of being embarrassed or humiliated by one's own actions. These fears can be triggered by perceived or actual scrutiny from others. While the fear of social interaction may be recognized by the person as excessive or unreasonable, overcoming it can be quite difficult" or
"person over the age of eighteen years as characterized by a pervasive pattern of social inhibition, feelings of inadequacy, extreme sensitivity to negative evaluation, and avoidance of social interaction.
They often consider themselves to be socially inept or personally unappealing, and avoid social interaction for fear of being ridiculed, humiliated, rejected, or disliked." Dang it. That sounds like me. It's why I hate meeting new people.
Most everyone has these worries too a certain degree.
It's not unless it's strong enough to disrupting your life that it can really be called Social Anxiety Disorder (...S.A.D...hehe)
My sympathies if you are suffering from the actual disorder.
It sucks.
I for example have strong enough anxietys about people
that I often become sick and throw up when I know I have to face social situations.
I also get minor panic attacks more often then I care for.
And sometimes when in situations, such as a friends birthday party that was held in a cabin in the middle of nowhere and had alot of people I did not know I became panicked enough that without noticing it I scratched my arms deep enough for it too scar.
I've done that a few times, scratching my self enough for it too bleed when I get panicked in social situations but those are the only ones too actualy leave scars.Eee. Well, I certainly don't have it that bad when it comes to social anxiety. I hope that improves for you.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 5:29 pm
Dornkus klikkhaus Dornkus klikkhaus I'm rather bad at describing this in english but the wikipedia description seems too be mostly accurate and something I can identafy with so I shall just shamelessly steal it:
"intense, chronic fear of being judged by others and of being embarrassed or humiliated by one's own actions. These fears can be triggered by perceived or actual scrutiny from others. While the fear of social interaction may be recognized by the person as excessive or unreasonable, overcoming it can be quite difficult" or
"person over the age of eighteen years as characterized by a pervasive pattern of social inhibition, feelings of inadequacy, extreme sensitivity to negative evaluation, and avoidance of social interaction.
They often consider themselves to be socially inept or personally unappealing, and avoid social interaction for fear of being ridiculed, humiliated, rejected, or disliked." Dang it. That sounds like me. It's why I hate meeting new people.
Most everyone has these worries too a certain degree.
It's not unless it's strong enough to disrupting your life that it can really be called Social Anxiety Disorder (...S.A.D...hehe)
My sympathies if you are suffering from the actual disorder.
It sucks.
I for example have strong enough anxietys about people
that I often become sick and throw up when I know I have to face social situations.
I also get minor panic attacks more often then I care for.
And sometimes when in situations, such as a friends birthday party that was held in a cabin in the middle of nowhere and had alot of people I did not know I became panicked enough that without noticing it I scratched my arms deep enough for it too scar.
I've done that a few times, scratching my self enough for it too bleed when I get panicked in social situations but those are the only ones too actualy leave scars.Eee. Well, I certainly don't have it that bad when it comes to social anxiety. I hope that improves for you. I hope so, too sweatdrop I tend to scratch a lot when I'm stressed out, too. (My arms can prove it to you.) But I think I'd lost it if I were to cut myself really deep... shudders at the thought.
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