I can relate to you, SHAKES. This has been an issue I’ve worked on a lot over the last year or so. Believe it or not, The Straight Dope was the impetus that made me seriously re-examine how caught up I was in fear that others were judging me. I had serious social anxiety problems–meaning there were days I was afraid to look strangers in the eye in fear they might be thinking, What right does she have to look at ME? She’s too disgusting to even deserve to exist. Then there was a lot of performance anxiety in relationship to my job – I’d be lying to say I don’t still worry sometimes that I’m going to get a bad review and it will suddenly be revealed what an awful employee I really am.
But really, the Straight Dope, which you might notice can be quite a judgmental place at times, has helped me get over myself. I got really tired of berating myself every time I perceived myself to have posted a foolish thing. People I’ve never met before, in my life, who have absolutely nothing to do with my personal happiness, should not have so much control over my sense of self-esteem. It made me realize something was wrong with my attitude.
The first step is realizing that nobody really cares. For example, I used to be terrified of public speaking, afraid I would bomb and do terribly. After a while I sat down and started thinking: of all the oral presentations I’ve seen, do any stand out in my mind as particularly bad? No. The next day, nobody remembers or cares, including myself. You are infinitely more interested in those little things you said and did than anyone else on the planet. You will remember them, everyone else will forget them. There is no point in torturing yourself over those little blunders because, and truly: nobody cares.
If you don’t believe me, stop and think about the last time you’ve spent hours obsessing over something someone else said at a board meeting. Ever lie awake in bed thinking, ''Gosh, Fellow Coworker could have chosen a better tie to go with that suit today. What a classless loser"? I’m guessing not. So it’s better to let go of the expectation that others are doing the same thing to you.
So I’m at the point where my instinct might be to panic if I say or do something I’m not sure about, but then rationally I can step back, say, ‘‘Wait a minute. Let’s imagine Stranger X or Doper B hates me with all the passion of his or her being, and thinks I’m a total jackass/ugly stupid slut/liar/whatever… what relevance does this have to my life? Does it affect my marriage? No. Do I lose credibility with my friends and family? No. Does it impact me financially? No…’’ So you see, sometimes you really have to put the irrational cognitions to the test, but in the end, you’ll see… it really doesn’t matter what other people think.
I always look people in the eye now. I read a study that people who make eye contact are immediately viewed as more attractive than those who don’t. I figure it can’t hurt. I’ve also decided to stop inventing scenarios of rejection and failure and let my work speak for itself. Maybe I suck, maybe I don’t. It’s not up to me to decide. If someone has a problem with my performance/personality, they ought to tell me about it, so I can judge whether it’s a reasonable assertion that stands up to my own honest investigation of myself and my abilities. Until that moment comes, I’m not losing any sleep.