As many of you probably know by now, I have a very problematic emotional disorder, “Avoidant Personality Disorder.”
Well, lately, I have been putting myself in many social environments. I am trying to fight this damnable disorder with as much as I can muster, but I fear I am failing.
Tonight, I took it upon myself to go to the local nightclub. They were advertising the special on the radio, so I decided to go, since cover was only 93 cents and I had all of two dollars to my name.
I arrived there at 10 pm, and by 11:45 pm, I was feeling quite un-well. I began to get a migraine headache and felt extremely upset. It’s the damn AvPD kicking in. The harder I try to fight it, the worse it gets. I was so tense, nervous, and pressured that I just couldn’t take it anymore. I buckled. I got up and left at midnight. I never said one word to anyone. No one approached me, either. I wanted so badly to talk to someone, anyone, but I just couldn’t do it. By the time I got home, the tension had made me so upset I was semi-nauseous.
There were more women there than men, very rare in this town. I had plenty of ladies to choose from. That’s really not the problem though, I am.
I try to face my fears only to have them attack me full force and I end up losing the battle everytime. The more I try to fight this thing, the worse I get. I damn near burst into tears driving home from the club, something I haven’t had happen in years.
I try to figure out why I am the way I am, and try to reason it out and such, but I don’t know how much of it is me, or the damn disorder. You really can’t separate the two I guess. I think I am just going to have accept the fact it’s genetic or biological and there’s very little I can do about it.
On the “mindset” half of the issue though is, I asked myself what is the REAL problem here? Why do I feel so damned afraid to meet new people? Well the answer I found, is not one that I like. I don’t know how to “sell” myself. In other words, I lack the ability to tell myself, and anyone else, “what do I have to make so-and-so want to get know me?” The answer is, nothing. I couldn’t help but picture in my mind a person walking into a car dealership, and asking the salesman, “Why should I want to test drive this car or buy it?” and the salesman replies with, “I honestly can give you no reason or incentive for you to want to try or buy this car.”
Ooops, no sale.
In the rare event I do past “Hello” with a stranger, it’s pure hell for me to maintain a conversation for more than 3 minutes. I am serioulsy lacking in social skills. Sad thing is, the more I attempt to develop my social skills, the more damage I end up doing myself. It’s a viscious cycle. It’s kind of like someone who can’t swim, trying to learn how to swim, only to become caught in the undercurrent and drown.
Dear God, how am I supposed to live like this! The emotional pain I am going through right now is indescribable.
I really don’t know what else to say. All I know is that I have at least another 45 years or so of facing living thru this hell.