I think I'll try and follow Mama Starla's example and be a "better blogger". I used to write in a journal to get all the crap out of my head. Now, it hurts to write for a long period of time and I type much faster than I write. So, here goes...
I've realized that I'm kind of depressed lately. I went to a benefit dinner for a guy that works at the lab I used to work at. His family was T-boned by a drunk driver and his wife and oldest daughter are still wearing the "halo" neck brace things. Those are the ones that prevent any side-to-side movement of your head. His wife also broke her ankle and is in a wheel chair. They have twins who are about to turn 2. Imagine the stress on the family. While the dinner was nice to get to see people I used to work with, it made me sad b/c I don't have any friends at my new job.
I mean, I have people that I chat with but no one to vent to when Dan does something stupid. Or to cry to when I learn the expensive lesson of a "waiting period" on fillings. Oops. I have Dan to talk to when I get home but that's it. I have social anxiety disorder which hinders my social life.
I don't like to talk on the phone. I never have. I have this fear about it that I can't describe. That is one of the symptoms of this stupid disorder. I also get very anxious and tense when I have to attend a social function w/o Dan. He is my safety blanket and without him around I am extremely shy. I know I can make friends and I know I am funny and fun to be around. But another symptom of this is that I make up these events to be something they are not in my head. And then I find all the excuses in the world not to go.
I need some friends. I am going to look into taking a Zoomba class at the YMCA. It's like dance aerobics. That would get me out of the house and I could maybe find a person or 2 to have as an aquaintance. I find it hard to make friends with women. I had one very best friend all through middle school and then junior year in high school she didn't want to hang out with me anymore. This hurt my feelings beyond belief and I am not very trusting of women since then. Hence, all of our friends are guys...without girlfriends. Boo.
They are also a lot younger than I am and I feel they are more Dan's friends than mine. If Dan is tired on a Friday night I let him go to bed and I will take a bath and have a glass of wine rather than call any of "our" friends. I've learned to get by like this my whole life. I feel it's easier to stay in than to venture out into the scary world by myself.
I am working on getting over that. It's hard and I'm left being sad and alone a lot. We'll see how this Y thing works out. I also want to take ballroom dancing with Dan. That way we could meet couples (maybe our age) and expand our group of friends to include people who don't sit around all weekend and drink beer.
Time to go get the laundry out of the dryer. I thought last weekend as I was walking up from the basement, laundry basket in hand,"What would my Saturdays be like if I had a life?" I laughed to myself b/c again, I'm happy cleaning my house and doing my laundry every Sat. Mama Starla calls it caccooning. I'm pretty darn good at it!!
I'll keep my 3 readers (ha ha) posted on the events or non-events in my social life. I know it's not that scary out there, I just have to convince myself to go out and try it!