But this anxiety of people looking at me what I've got is something I'm hooked up on and I can't get it out of my head on my own. It's like somebody who smokes. They never smoked before, but as soon as they started smoking they just got hooked up on the habit. I think anxiety is a similar thing (psychologically). People often either say to me, ''just ignore them'', or ''don't look at them''. But if I don't look at people, how will I know when there's someone I know coming along? I am always rushing past people I know, then they end up calling my name, and I hate my name and also everybody looks at me when my name is called. And anyway, I see people stare at me in the corners of my eyes. Once I wore sunglasses, and my head was facing straight ahead so it looked like to other people that I was looking straight ahead, but instead I moved my eyes onto other people (but keeping my head facing forwards), and I still caught some looking at me. I have no idea what they're looking at, because I'm a perfectly normal human-being just like everyone else in the street; I dress presentable, I have washed hair all the time, I am slim, I am attractive, I walk up straight, I have a nice fashionable handbag from New Look (which is a really fashionable clothes shop for young women). So I don't look any different to anyone else, especially with my sunglasses on. But it's only women what still seem to have a problem with me (judging by the way they look at me, which is usually a glare), whilst men just smile at me (which I don't mind). And kids look up at me too (and that includes tiny babies). So how could a young female of 20 years old not be upset by women glaring at me when I look just as nice as any other person? It's a form of intimidation. Anyway, when I go out I couldn't possibly look any different even if I wanted to (unless I started doing something out of the ordinary, which I never, ever do). I look around and there are crowds of people everywhere, all different ages, wearing all different clothes, all different shapes and sizes, all different colour hair, all different looks, all different ways of walking - some walking slow, others walking quick, some sitting on a bench, some standing about, some waiting for a bus, some talking in crowds, some on their own, some rushing..... Everybody you see are different - so what is it about me?
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