Conquering your Social Anxiety: Please Don’t Give Up

Anxiety is such a controversial emotion. Sometimes, it ignites a burning flame inside you that burns away all of your laziness and procrastination and rips away hazy veils towards clarity and productiveness that can help you reach your dreams. Other times, anxiety is a heavy weight on your back which is so hard to lift, sometimes pressing you into the ground, ever making it harder for you to rise back onto your feet. And it’s so hard to pinpoint the line between the light and the dark of the two. Anxiety is just simply hard.

From my own personal experience, most people without social anxiety tend to not understand the impact of the terrifying panic the moment you hear footsteps approaching or the dagger of shocked panic at the swivel of a head turning in your direction. They think it’s just a fear of people, which it is… and more. The effects are just like the ripples of a heavy rock falling into a small pond: they cause huge collateral effects which can rip up a person’s life.

Nowadays, a large array of activities related to success or prosperity involve other people. We are constantly being told we must work in a team. Almost every job description in the world mentions the involvement of teamwork. Most of us earn in a company where there are lots of people. Human interaction is as stoppable as trying to blow away a tornado with your breath. Most sports, even those that involve just the individual person tend to be surrounded by others. Swimming teams, cross country teams, double tennis – there is so much that involves working together.

Together, one person can prosper more. It is known (sorry, I just had to). With two people working together, tasks can be divided and allocated towards those the individual who is best at the task; the team player who completes the task with the lowest time, money and opportunity cost. This means that an individual does not have to engage in as many activities in which they underperform in, and thus are left to excel in their talents. Thus, a team of two tends to produce more than two people working separately. Since we live in a world where so many of us are constantly trying to acquire more and more stuff, any method that produce more stuff is a golden rule and must be cherished, worshipped and religiously followed above all else. Hence, teamwork is crucial.

This leaves a huge dilemma for those whose heart rates exceed their exercise heart rates at the mere sight of a human. Those with social anxiety can sometimes struggle to acquire or maintain employment, to sustain happyrope-1655780_960_720 relationships with family members and friends, and most significantly, to pursue their dreams. The heavy burden of anxiety can quickly transform into upset. Profuse upset can quickly transform into misery. Profuse misery can steadily slide into a downward spiral of depression and idleness. Some people in these cases grab for the nearest alcohol bottle or scour the landscape for the nearest drug dealer; just a way to escape for the horrifying reality of the situation. It’s really a terrifying ordeal, and a lot of people just want to forget the terror, which is what substances promise.

If you are pinned down in a bed of yours, or slumped over on your sofa, or maybe even lying on the floor paralysed from moving, with only your thumb active scrolling down this article, I am absolutely and clearly saying Do Not Give Up. If drugs are your saviour, and alcohol your best friend, please, do not give up on your dream. You know what I mean.

There is always a solution. I know these last few sentences seem directly from some weird plot you can see on a cheesy children’s program where the main character has to save his dog from the clutches of the Evil Unicorn, or whatever, but there truly is! Especially with social anxiety.

Most people suffer from some degree of shyness, but social anxiety is a whole new breed of terror entirely. The anxiety around people begins somewhere. It plants its shaky seed somewhere in the past. Blowing away the dust and tearing away the cobwebs may reveal the long forgotten memories of its source. you need to blow away the dust and tear through the cobwebs of long forgotten memories. Hunt down the seed, and haul it out from your mind and throw it further away than a thousand Pacific Oceans combined!

It’s the same with gardening. If you don’t pick the weeds from the roots, the weeds are just going to will remain in the soil and grow back over time. But if you toss away and burn the roots of the weeds, they will be gone forever. You have to confront that core fundamental reason and banish it for an eternity.

How to win? That’s the hardest step. Discovering the root is extremely tricky. You just can’t tell for certain. It’s possible that there could be more than one cause. Perhaps you were ridiculed at school, verbally abused by your parents or been discouraged in some other way. I think the best way to find the source is next time you feel scared at the eerie presence of another human being, take note of what you are thinking and feeling. Those feelings and thoughts originated from somewhere. If you can latch onto those feelings and thoughts, and use them as bread crumbs to wind your way through the path of your mind back to its source, you should be able to find the culprit. You have to keep experiment until you do.

And that’s when the battle commences! You need to plant your own seeds, bury your warrior thoughts deep into your mind: those fears that you have, tell yourself they are not important or relevant. People aren’t thinking of you, they aren’t analysing and scrutinizing every single breath you take. People aren’t there to hurt you, they’re just there to live and exist, and maybe even to help! These people aren’t laughing at you, it’s all in your head. It’s all the evil root. Come on, you can do that thing you wanted to do, or support that person you feel needs supporting. Don’t be afraid. You are a strong and capable human being who is fearless in the face of difficulty and complexity.

A positive attitude is the strongest shield you could ever build yourself in your life. You don’t need self-relieving pills to absorb the pain, or alcohol and drugs to wipe it away. They aren’t problem-solvers, they’re problem-hiders. In effect, they are problems in themselves. Recreational items are not the answer. Fighting is the answer. Drown the negativity with positivity. Think of the parts of your life that are good and true to you, think about the possibility in the future of developing those parts of yourself that you think as weaknesses, and turn them into strengths. You can, you just need a little nice new thought and a new perspective. I’m not claiming this will definitely work, but you have to try something. You cannot let anxiety defeat you. Never give up!

Running: My Guide to The Puter Footer in Fronter the Other One…er

Running looks so simple, doesn’t it? We see people all the time gliding across our local parks like gazelles, leaping through the undergrowth and voyaging to wherever their heart’s desire takes them. It seems so easy to copy, replicate and increase.

Sometimes a skill can seem so simplistic that even a sloth who has sat in a tree all day, eating bananas and talking to pigeons lurking on the nearby electric pole line could do it. We only seem to see the act itself. We hardly ever see the practice, repetition and pure dedication involved. The heavy streams of sweat and tears, the long grinding motivation and the deep painful climb are beyond us.. The final product is a facade of its making. But still, we make interpretations and say “I can do that. I’ll do that tomorrow morning. It’ll be easy”.

Like with running, the first time a person goes for a run in their lives. The first few steps are awesome. Like, wow, isn’t this fun? Your body going up and down, peddling along the street, happily in your own bubble of tranquillity. But then, all of a sudden, just at the moment you feel like you could tickle the wing of a butterfly, PAIN hits like a bullet in the chest. It seers down into your abdomen, landing heavily and abruptly in your quadriceps and calf muscles, torturing your body with spasms and pinpricks. Your lungs heave up and down, making lame hefty attempts to hoist the pain out of the stomach and over the nearby fence. But to no avail. Eventually, most people end up slumped against a wall, wondering what beauty ever actually existed in the world and questioning the meaning of life.

At least, that’s what I think happens.

If you have hardly ever gone on a run in your life and want some advice, you can do it. That’s just encouragement. Don’t give up on running. Running is tough to begin with, and you should never underestimate it. If your leg muscles aren’t adapted to the fast pace of running, then intense repetition for a long period of time could lead to muscle damage which usually takes weeks to recover from. You need to put your toe into the water to check the conditions of the pool before you dive in. I’m still talking about running, not swimming. (Although I’ve heard swimming is cool).

I was quite nervous in telling you that because I do not want to discourage you from running by overly scaring you through my occasional hyperbolic writing style . I just want you to be careful with yourself. When I began running again after four months of inactivity – staring at a wall, and saying ‘goo goo gaga’ a foot injury halted my reintroduction to running pretty quickly. That was because I was going on runs an hour long, downhill and on hard tarmac. Basically I was giving my feet the beating of its life! I was basically shoving Peppa Pig into a boxing ring to beat up Mohammed Ali. I wonder who won? (Not Peppa Pig, in case you were wondering. But wouldn’t it be amazing if she did? Go piggy!).

Ideally, your first run should be on softer ground. Go to a field, any field. Preferably a meadow, farmland has harder ground from constant plantation of soils. Or go to your local common or forest where there are soft ground pathways. Plus off-road running is much more pleasurable in my opinion than road running where you have gigantic beast machines hurling past with their gigantic plumes of exhaust fumes which you suck up like an 8 year old child avidly drinking Coca-Cola.

Time? Hmm, three hours! I’m joking. That’s crazy, unless you’re like… superhuman. Are you? Well, if you’re not, for the first run I would recommend ten minutes. For some, that may be absolutely miniscule, smaller than a mouse whose toes have been chopped off. But seriously, ten minutes will feel like a long time on a first run. That’s longer than the time it takes to stagger around the 1500 metres in school. You’ll probably run 2K in that time, unless you collapse from exhaustion and dehydration and wake up at the bright lights (big city) of the hospital. I’m really not good at encouragement… but upon conquering the 10 minute body massacre, you can move up to 11 minutes, and then 12… and then… yeah, you know. Just steadily increase the time until you reach a length of running amount you are satisfied with. I don’t know what your intentions are with running, but most are to stay fit and lose weight. So, to do that, reach a 30-40 minute run is a healthy habit to maintain… which is about 8 kilometres.

Drink enough water – not too much or water you’ll be waterlogged; sloshing great oceans of water inside you as your trundle along your first steps. Just drink a glass, and if you are going for a long run, maybe bring a bottle (water, not alcohol) with you, especially if it’s a hot day. Running whilst dehydrated is the worst – headaches, nausea, dizziness… Gosh running sounds fun, right?

Don’t get lost. Once, I decided to explore my local area. I ended on a Police Dog Training Ground. Never again. Be boring and remain on the ground you know and love. Nah, just bring a map and be careful. Have fun exploring. Some of the best runs of my life have been when I just let myself run along a completely new trail, blazing new landscapes and completely benevolent views, crisply cutting through the sides of hills and floating through valleys of gently flowing streams and soft singing birds. I’m not even exaggerating. Somehow, it happens. But then again, I’ve also had some of the worst. It’s a gamble, but if you strike gold, you will receive an ocean.

I really hope you have an amazing time on your runs though. The first few are tricky, and may leave your body screaming at you worse than a tantrumous child. But after that, you really land into a beautiful routine – one which you can really appreciate. Running provides such amazing benefits which are quite invisible when observed from afar. It just seems like putting one foot in front of the other, really fast. But it’s so much more. Fitness, motivation, energy and love. There are acres upon acres of possibility with running, and that’s not just geographical. Have the greatest of times upon your cardio adventure!