I could write an entire book about things that make me uncomfortable.
Having anxiety certainly presents its fair share of things that make me uncomfortable. Most uncomfortable moments deal with issues of space or not being in control of my surroundings.
Sometimes those issues creep up, sometimes they don’t.
Some instances of being uncomfortable in no spectacular order:
* Recently I walked over a bridge (sort of ran because it was rather high up) and could not and would not get back over to the other side. Bobaloo walked back to the hotel to get my Pops to come pick me up in a car. I knew in my heart of hearts the bridge was not going to suddenly break and I knew I wasn't going to accidentally fall off, but nonetheless I seriously cried over this:
|This is the pedestrian bridge, for real yo.|
* Every once in a while riding on the highway in the passenger seat of a car can be a horrible experience. I am not sure if it’s the speed or the other drivers or the fact that I am not driving but some days it’s just too much to handle.
* Every 8-12 months I get on an airplane, freak out, and vow to never get on another plane again, forget about aforementioned vow 8-12 months later, lather, rinse, and repeat.
* Eating in front of strangers is bizarre and uncomfortable, weddings are a nightmare.
* The self checkout at the grocery store is an endless source of anxiety for me which is weird because I usually prefer to interact with machines rather than people. I think it's because the fruit and vegetables get priced wrong with the scanner and the scary Overlord of Groceries has to come over and boss me around.
* Experiencing new things by myself isn’t my strong suit. It’s not the new experience so much as the not getting lost on the way there, finding where to park, what if I wrote down the wrong day or time, expectation management, I don't know what's happening, what if I start panicking, am I breathing normal, etc.Long story short, I make me incredibly uncomfortable.