Having Interpersonal Anxiety be Like...
You: -attempt generic conversation-
Other person: "I disagree with your point, what makes it that way?
Your Mental Process: "OH SHIT OH FUCK OH SHIT OH FUCK DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE I PISSED THEM OFF ABORT MISSION HELP!!"
Captain Brain: "Oh for fucks sake. What MORON let mouth talk before it got processed through connections, first?"
Brain Support 1: "Sir, connections did process. This oversight is because of Connections, we will have him annex this topic from now on."
Captain Brain: "Alright, someone get HR on the line, tell them we have a confli-"
Brain Support 2: "Burning topic files now, Sir"
Your Mental Process: "GREAT FANTASTIC THEY ARE STILL UPSET I SAID THE WRONG THING HOW DO I TAKE IT BACK??!?"
Captain Brain: "Fantastic, on to the confrontational situation at hand. Has anyone reached HR for the Conflict Resolution Guy yet?
Brain Support 2: "Files 90% destroyed Sir, situation will never repeat itse-"
Other Person: "Hey, hello?"
Your Mental Process: "WHAT THE HELL DID HE WANT AGAIN FUCK I FORGOT WHY DID I FORGET??!"
Captain Brain: "Shit, what did person of interest say? Someone pull the files!"
Brain Support 2: "Files were destroyed per your request Sir. Unable to pull any further data on-"
Brain Support 1: "Unable to reach Conflict Resolution Guy, wires cut Sir!"
Captain Brain: "Who in their right mind is cutting wires at a time like this?"
Brain Support 1: "Sir, someone tripped the adrenaline, we are going into overload!"
Brain Support 2: "We have impatience reading from person of interest! Situation reaching critical mass!"
Captain Brain: "SOMEONE FIGURE OUT WHO IS SABOTAGING THE MISSION AND NEUTRALIZE THIS THREAT! FIND A DIFFERENT WAY TO GET CONFLICT RESOLUTION GUY ON THE LINE! WE NEED HIS HELP!"
Brain Support 2: Critical Resolution Guy booting up and almost here to he-"
Conflict Resolution Guy: "C.R.G. ready to help! What seems to be the situation, fellas?"
Captain Brain: "Situation at critical mass! The other person disagreed, someone tripped the adrenaline response and we are out of options! What should we do?"
Other Person: "Look if you are just gunna stand the-"
You: "NO!" -panicked staring-
Your Mental Process: "SAY SOMETHING WHAT DID HE WANT AGAIN WHAT WERE WE EVEN TALKI-"
Conflict Resolution Guy: "Oh shit this is a real situation?"
Captain Brain: "Yes, now remember your training!"
Conflict Resolution Guy: "I DON'T HAVE ANY TRAINING! After mom and dad got the divorce I didn't have any conflict to observe and we stayed away from the other kids all through school, WE'RE BONED MAN, WE'RE TOTALLY FUC-"
-Shots fired. Distant cackling down the corridors of your mind. Conflict Resolutions Guy looks at his chest, confused by the blood starting to drip. He mouths the words "My life was a lie..." He crumples, dead, on the floor.-
Other Person: "What do you mean, 'no?' Did you even listen to what I said?"
You: "NO! That's not- I mean yes! It's just-"
Captain Brain: "FOR FUCKS SAKE WHO SHOT C.R.G.!??! Did anyone see who did it? Get this covered up now! Make sure the guys down in Facial Communication Don't start broadcasting this mess! Keep it cool guys, KEEP IT TOGETHER!"
Brain Support 2: Files pertaining to the original conflict 100% destroyed, Sir!"
Captain Brain: "WHAT? NO! We need those files to tell us what he said! Someone get those files back! Full system restore!"
Brain Support 2: "Restore... Burned files? Re-restore?// File*&^FiLE NOT FOUND*%& SYSTEM FAILURE SYSTEM FAILURE ABORT ABORT ABORT!!" -bursts into flames-
Captain Brain: "FUCKING CHRIST! Fire on deck, someone get this under control! FIRE ON DECK!"
Your Mental Process: "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFU-"
Brain Support 1: Sir, Someone has triggered the tear ducts, we are about to lose our emotional ambiguity! This could further jeopardize the relationship! I don't need to remind you what happened the last time we cried in front of-"
Captain Brain: "DON'T GO THERE OR IT WILL TRIGGER THE PANIC ATTACKS!"
Your Mental Process: "Oh my god that was so embarrassing!"
Other Person: "Okay... What's going on?"
-Fire is still burning on the brig, there is a puddle of blood pooling from C.R.G. and crying is now immanent... The Panic Attacks Begin.-
Your Mental Process: "...no..."
-Panic is born and promptly joins the murderous rampager in the brain. All connection to your personal thought process is severed instantaneously.-
Captain Brain: "Someone get Rationality back up and running! Shut off the tear ducts, NOW-"
Brain Support 1: "But Sir, we only have capacity for one option! The fire has wiped out all technical and processing support!"
Captain Brain: "SHUT THE TEAR DUCTS DOWN NO ONE CAN KNOW! I AM IN CHARGE OF THIS RODEO NOW DO WHAT I SAID!"
Brain Support 1: "Eye eye, Captain... Sir-SIR THE LEGS ARE ABOUT TO GO!"
Captain Brain: "NO! We Haven't lost leg control since nineteen ninety eight! I Won't Lose that record now or I am not Captain of this shit hole!"
Your Mental Process: "Hey I'm not a shit hole..."
Other Person: "Oh come on!"
Brain Support 1: "Sir, situation has surpassed all criteria, we are losing it Sir, we are losing i-"
-More shots are fired and brain support 1 explodes lighting whats left of the deck aflame. Captain Brain stands alone in the chaos as children laughing can be heard from a memory recording replaying in a desecrated state of loop. A single tear falls down Captain Brains cheek as he puts the muzzle of his handgun in his mouth and pulls the trigger. You collapse into a sobbing fetal position on the floor. The other person has no idea what they did to make you shut down. You need three days to reboot from the stress but another part of your brain died that day. A good part. You will miss that part and those men that lost their lives...-