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My experience may be atypical, in that in highschool I was quite popular (in my highschool, the smart/nerdy/etc kids were also the popular/sporty/etc kids) and had really good friendships with a large percentage of my class, but once I got to uni I became a massive paranoid wreck, and though I somehow got into a relationship, that only made things worse (to quickly explain without going into too much tedious detail: I was convinced I would be dumped immediately, and after being very cautious for several months, decided that I wouldn't be, and could trust this person and love them, and then they dumped me. Ha ha ha. And then they asked me out again, several months later, because they had 'loved me the whole time' and... I'd spent those months throwing up several times a day due to being unable to deal mentally with what had happened, and dealing with it somatically instead. This makeup-breakup cycle repeated for some two years. Can't recommend it).
I had been reasonably socially inept all through junior school, and up until the point where I was accelerated two years through highschool, only sort of vaguely fit in. When I went up two years, though, I also gained a foot in height, and was suddenly in the middle of the nicest group of people I have ever met, and people who didn't think my jokes were too complicated. I was still afraid, at some level, that they didn't like me, but it was easier to ignore.
And then I went to uni, at the tender age of 16, and had my heart (and any beginnings of social confidence) ripped out.
So I basically thought that everyone was out to hurt me and my 'friends' were only friendly to my face, and as soon as I left the room were laughing about how stupid I was and so on and so forth, and also that anyone who expressed any kind of romantic interest in me was trying to kill me with my mind. Or joking.
It took a long time, but I eventually realised that other people have the same social problems (though not as bad, it seems), and that when someone looks at you, they don't see all your thoughs and inadequacies and so on, they just see a person, the same way that when I look at someone I can't tell what their terrible fears and hopes are, or if they spent the morning hiding in their room crying or whatever. I started looking at how the people who seemed the 'coolest', or at least the most comfortable, behaved, and emulating any characteristics which I felt I could comfortably do.
And after a while, I became cool and comfortable, and rarely have any more issues with social paranoia and thinking people are only pretending to like me. I also am in a much, much healthier long term relationship, which helped, but only happened after I stopped being horribly afraid of everyone's power to hurt me (I have the same power to hurt them, after all, and I'm not going to use it. Why should they?).
This is not to say, by the way, that everyone should just toughen up and get on with it, because I know that it's sometimes impossible. Just that, also, sometimes, it is possible. I was very lucky in that the group of people I associate with are actually very supportive, and if you tell them that something they're doing is freaking you the fuck out, they'll stop. and they'll also tell you how they really feel about you, for good or ill, without too much drama, which is helpful in the extreme. I also don't think 'fake it 'til you make it' will always work, but it did for me, and it may be worth a try.
(if this is upsetting or unhelpful, feel free to have it deleted) |
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