It's really weird that you mention this. I had been making progress on freezing over the past year or so. But two weekends ago I went to GenCon, and it was like all progress I'd made, not only in the last year, but the last decade, was gone.
Part of it was stimulation overload no doubt...but here were a bunch of cool, geeky women that I had loads in common with, and couldn't bring myself to engage any of them. And then that familiar downward spiral kicks in where I get frustrated and p.o.'d at myself for being such a coward, which then further tanks my self-esteem, which frustrates me even more, and....you get the picture. I found myself huddled on benches tucked away from people near the end of the Convention ...
I'm heartened by the fact that I recognized what was happening to me. My therapist would be proud, haha. But I couldn't find the right impetus to throw me out of that spiral.
Looking back now, it was probably my fear of success (which I have in spades). Success leads to change, which, as we know, going against routine isn't our strong point. Yeah...hmm, even as I type this, I'm figuring some things out, lol. Dammit! haha.