Originally Posted by Shirleythebetta
Exactly, understand that. You feel like a caged animal. People don't understand me because of my social issues. They think I'm mean because I don't smile like an idiot in a room full of people. I bet I do look angry to people that don't know the real me.
I'm the same. It took me a year and a half of "hosting" at a nightclub (where my job was to introduce people who hadn't been before to regulars, and basically try to make sure people were having a good time, and socialising if they wanted to by making those introductions for people too shy to do it themselves) to develop what I like to call my "fake face" that I use when I feel cornered or panicky in crowds, which happens a lot of the time, living down the road from one of the most popular areas in the city. Can't do a grocery shop without being proficient at dodging people on crowded streets, ugh... Scares me half to death most of the time, but then apparently "exposure therapy" is a real thing, though it doesn't feel like it has any benefits, heh.