I just had a “how do you feel about me?” conversation via facebook. Some observations:
I was pretty terrified the majority of the time.
The wireless router in the house was having problems, so I’d unplugged it near the beginning of the conversation. The neighbor’s network lost connection at about the most direct and scariest part for anywhere from 10-20 minutes (it’s hard to tell with how facebook timestamps messages). This was not sufficient time for me to think of anything other than about how terrorconfused I was.
… Then a completely different approach spawned somewhere in my head and got me to an actual answer I could bring myself to type, all before I realized what was happening.
And the tension pretty much diffused after that.
I could have gone to reset the router during that outage, but my younger cousin’s therapist happened to show up during this conversation, and doing so would have required I walk past the two of them, and I really didn’t want to add any more anxiety. I’ll add that, even had the context not gotten me in panic mode, I probably would have avoided going past them for internet’s sake just the same.
I just had a “how do you feel about me?” conversation via facebook. Some observations:
I was pretty terrified the majority of the time.
The wireless router in the house was having problems, so I’d unplugged it near the beginning of the conversation. The neighbor’s network lost connection at about the most direct and scariest part for anywhere from 10-20 minutes (it’s hard to tell with how facebook timestamps messages). This was not sufficient time for me to think of anything other than about how terrorconfused I was.
… Then a completely different approach spawned somewhere in my head and got me to an actual answer I could bring myself to type, all before I realized what was happening.
And the tension pretty much diffused after that.
I could have gone to reset the router during that outage, but my younger cousin’s therapist happened to show up during this conversation, and doing so would have required I walk past the two of them, and I really didn’t want to add any more anxiety. I’ll add that, even had the context not gotten me in panic mode, I probably would have avoided going past them for internet’s sake just the same.
I think I have social anxiety disorder. :(