When growing up, I always had problems holding conversations with other kids because the things they would say never made sense to me, not only because I had trouble following speech but what they had to say might as well of been off a Charlie Brown show....."Wah! Wah Wah, Wah!"
I didn't become "shy" until I was in 7th grade and this was after a year's worth of bullying, name-calling, ostracism and hatred from an entire classroom of 6th graders. That's when I developed social anxiety disorder and any sort of interaction or scrutiny by people was so frightening, I was even scared of walking up to the teachers desk or down the hall. I had such a fear of doing something wrong I tried to do or say as little as possible around others.
It wasn't until I started medication in my 20s that I finally was able to have conversations without being pathologically phobic. But it doesn't take away my socialization difficulties and I still have to fight to find words to express myself. And I'm always putting my foot in my mouth saying the "wrong" thing or un-intentionally coming off as "stupid".
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"There is difference and there is power. And who holds the power decides the meaning of the difference." --June Jordan