This weekend was a good test in dealing with aspects of social anxiety. On Saturday my daughter had a birthday party, and being friendly with the parents I felt an obligation to attend. It is not that I don’t want to attend these types of events, but rather I lack the comfort around others to engage in exchanges of pleasantries.
Thankfully there was a supply of cold Miller Light and a couple generous pours of an exceptionally smokey home brewed single malt scotch which put me at ease as the afternoon went on. I’m not sure how I feel that it takes alcohol to put me at ease in these types of situations. By no means did I get intoxicated, but it was enough to feel more relaxed.
The party started at 2 p.m. and by 3:30 p.m. I was considering sneaking my out, making up a story about my busy life for someone jobless. By 7:30 p.m. I was sad it was time to leave.
I’m still trying to figure out this aspect of myself in social situations.