I work as a temp (not sure if I mentioned that before, but more stories will spring from this!) so I am consistently thrust into new environments that require one to form new associations. For many people, that's like putting them on stage and saying you must now entertain a thousand people. Kill me now I hear you say, and I do understand that for many of us a new environment can deliver a truckload of anxiety. This is one area I am fortunate, as I have moved towns and cities since I could talk and while in my younger years it wasn't so great (13 schools if you will), it has stood me in good stead in the adaptability department.
Late last year I had begun a new assignment with an architecture firm and as luck would have it; it turned out the new office manager and I had worked in the same studios in London in our 'glory' days. A new bond formed (hurrah!) and not only did we share a penchant for adventure, we were both finding it a challenge as our respective personalities were polar opposites to our new co-workers. New association solidified!
Anyway, it got me to thinking about how in past years, in circulating workplaces; how very few people I bonded with in a more long term focus. I know many people have the same friend circles their whole lives and I definitely have a 'soul group' of friends but it does become necessary down the track - say if your partner has a social job or you join a mothers group - that one is forced into making an alliance or two. These can be fraught of course as some early friendships don't stand the test of time but it is a wonderful exercise in your world to step beyond the known and kind of 'let it all out' with a new person - even if over champers at a Xmas party when you should be gasping over the structure of a bazillion dollar island home your firm's built you are canape-ing at!
However, I feel when you go out there with bravery and a smidge of trust in the Universe; you will do find people who share your sensibilities or afflictions. I do of course have those 'burrow' moments of being socially reticent but I do think if you can push the boat out now and then, a wonderful tribe might be waiting on that island to embrace the awesomeness of you. And who doesn't want to feel awesome?!
What's the weirdest and best place you made a great new friend? Share with me here.
Do you feel that when all seems right with the world you're stuck with the worry (the old ego gremlin) that disaster of some sort is lurking to throw you off a cliff?
For some, that's a daily fix of anxiety waiting in the wings to spray her foul scent of fear upon us. I have been lucky that the anxiety part of this illness has only manifested as a pre-cursor to a major episode and an attack is generally so surprising that the low frequency means I've had little practice at kicking strategies into gear to cope in that moment.
It's hard to remember to breathe when your innards tell you you're in the path of a giant beast albeit primitively imaginatively, right? Anyone who can count to ten whilst paralyzed in a supermarket aisle, with the added sense of trying not to look like a crazed individual; is in my mind Olympian.
I had such an episode this past Monday. All had been quite rosy of late and I was definitely not expecting the axe to fall. Sadly, after an emotional bout with the bank (who hasn't been there?), I collapsed onto the sofa amidst my fiscal failings and began to feel the onset of panic. I should have known it was all going too good, I berated myself! Then, the calm and practiced person (there is one within, he/she is like a secret muscle one needs strengthening) said 'you will not go there'. Simple as that, I just said no to those cramping thoughts. I called on a great friend who promptly rushed to my side and we laughed the night away. Woe be gone!
Since we can't always phone a friend when cowering in fear in the supermarket or even out on the street, I vote that, just like parking ticket dispensers; we need to install a panic button that either sprays your face in a steam of St John's Wort or alerts those in the vicinity to come to the rescue with a hug and a kind word.
Furthermore, I say park that button right up on the wall next to the obligatory defibrillator we now see everywhere. Am I right?! That said, I'm sure a defib probably feels like the better option when locked into an anxiety trap. What's the worst place you ever had an anxiety attack?
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