Let’s talk about love (Part 1)
We have all seen this movie. Two people meet in a bar, they both look perfect, they're having a good time and with just a wink they catch each other's attention and start talking. They have a great time, exchange numbers and that's it, you know they'll end up getting married.
I always loved romantic movies and comedies. I really do. But for me these movies were like science fiction. I knew they were just movies and that the real life is not like that.
For me, as a person with social anxiety, this scenario was fine for a movie, but for my life, it would be like a horror movie. And I tell you why.Â
When I go to a bar or a disco with friends, I really enjoy the time. I have a great time! I have a few drinks, talk to new people and, of course, dance and dance until my feet hurt. It's very exciting to go out with friends and not know what the weekend will bring. But the hardest times for me were when my friends were on a "hunt," you know, when your single friends decide it's time to find nice people to have a good time with. I really hated it.
My friends are really beautiful, they really are. We would go to bars, normal bars with lots of people, and they would start acting really weird (to me). They'd look around and find some cute guys in the distance, so they'd start flipping their hair and dancing in a very "natural" way until the guy came over. The worst part is that it always worked.
But for me, the moment I started trying to have fun and trying to talk to someone in a forced way, it wasn't happening. I would get so nervous and stressed out that I couldn't really enjoy anything. If someone talked to me, I couldn't talk, certainly worse flirt, so I just wanted to run out of there.
I don't think my friends ever noticed. For them it was really normal. But me, I was just happy to go home.
I must say that for my beautiful friends these techniques didn't work (only for one of them, so lucky for her) but I knew that I would never find my great love that way, because for me it was torture. It should be another way.
Tell me lovely people out there, maybe people with anxiety understand these feelings? Maybe there are people without anxiety who also feel the same? Tell me, if the romantic comedy scene doesn't work for you, what other options are there?














