I grew up in downtown Greenville, North Carolina. I was what you would call a street child in the truest form ever. I was not homeless, nor did I drop out of school every day because of the lure of the streets, but I took to the streets with all my heart. I loved it so much that I thought it was the best life for me. And even though I didn’t miss school much and my grades were way above average, the freedom and lack of control I took for myself on the streets spilled a lot on me during school hours. I participated in almost all the activities that are characteristic of life on the streets of the city center. Feel free to let your imagination run wild and it will probably be true, but you still won’t understand the depth of what I was or what I was. Because there was something that separated me from most young people of that type. That is I really believed it. I loved it. The fights, the drugs, the money, the women, and most importantly, the influence it gave you over the formal rules of society. He couldn’t believe that someone voluntarily chose to live life fit. Going from being a blindly committed young man to square and nondescript associations to applying and waiting his way through bureaucratic systems only to have a chance to work and be nurtured by commercial and industrial society. All licenses, grants, permits, rewards, loans, retirements and benefits seemed to me to be hung over the heads of the members of the common society by the grantors or those who exercise such authority. I was not subject to anyone and nothing bothered me. Plus, anything the authorities thought I had the market cornered for, those licenses, loans, and benefits, I could acquire in my ingenious way. I was resourceful and tough. When I was seventeen, I had boarded airplanes and buses, rented cars, apartments, booked hotels, cashed checks, and bought my first car without even an ID card.
It’s not that I never tried to get a state ID or driver’s license. After being pulled over for driving without a license several times, I saw the need for one. I struggled across the tracks into the city’s business district, waited in that horrible line at the DMV with all the other loyal and depressing subjects of the city, and presented myself to the front desk authority that, to me, I don’t know. he looked different from us. , but who exercised this authority than who grants permits. I asked him what he had to do to comply with the DMV and be eligible for a driver’s license. He quickly reviewed my traffic history and told me that my tickets without an operator’s license made me ineligible. Rather than suffer further humiliation, I said I was fine, and proudly walked back to my Cadillac, hopped in, and drove off after filling up on the business district this year. I went back to my regular program: my lifestyle.
Now I am an adult and I have developed socially and civilly. I worked, managed businesses, started businesses, failed and succeeded. I have applied, been denied and accepted. I have questioned authority and demanded answers. Most of my questions have been answered and most of my needs have been met by public and city officials. I have almost overcome my social handicaps. And for all of you who suffered because of my antagonism to the common life of the city, I live it now and it is something great. I think I am a good person and I think people in general are nice and I love meeting different people in all circles of society.
I had a condition that prevented me from enjoying the broad spectrum of life. School was my only intervention in this condition and after I graduated, although I was recruited by some little college scouts, due to so much criminal activity that had already arisen, I ran into trouble with the law and, guess who, with city officials. I had to answer for the wrong decisions I made on the streets and the courts saw fit to incorporate me into the penal system. So, in the end, my inability to act with respect to the needs and processes of society, put my destiny in the hands of the authorities of the society to decide completely. I was held accountable and therefore I had to face my biggest social phobia of all.
The conditions of social phobia and anxiety are experienced to some degree by all people. We all experience its symptoms from time to time. Some of them are as follows, courtesy of helpguide.org (here is a link to the site you want to see them from, a great resource for dealing with everyday life challenges: http://helpguide.org/mental/social_anxiety_support_symptom_causes_treatment. Htm )
Psychological symptoms of social anxiety disorder (social phobia)
Intense worry for days, weeks, or even months before an upcoming social situation.
Extreme fear of being watched or judged by others, especially people you don’t know.
Excessive self-awareness and anxiety in everyday social situations.
Fear of acting in a way that embarrasses or humiliates you.
Fear that others will notice that you are nervous.
Avoid social situations to a degree that limits your activities or interrupts your life.
Physical symptoms of social anxiety disorder (social phobia)
Pounding heart or chest tightness
Trembling voice
Fast breathing
Sweating or hot flashes
Upset stomach, nausea
Dry mouth
Shaking or shaking
Muscle tension
Blush
Dizziness, feeling faint
Wet hands
Spasms
These symptoms are triggered in many situations.
Triggers of social anxiety disorder (social phobia): The following situations are often stressful for people with social anxiety disorder:
Meet new people
Be in the limelight
Being watched while doing something
Making a little talk
Public speaking
Perform on stage
Being teased or criticized
Talk to “important” people or authority figures
Be called in class
Go on a date
Making phone calls
Using public restrooms
Taking exams.
Eating or drinking in public
Speak in a meeting
Attending parties or other social gatherings
Social anxiety disorder is a widely known mental and emotional condition. It is recognized and approached by medical professionals and researchers, but they classify it into two main categories. There is a normal type that is classified as generalized social anxiety disorder. Then, they consider that severe cases are those that interfere with the daily routine and cause tremendous stress to the extent that one will do everything possible to avoid everyday situations in which this stress can occur. This is where this disorder opens up to interpretation and I think it has been widely underestimated.
To address this problem, I am going to present a few facts. Not everyone may be interested in social disruption and development, but most people in the world have a common problem that we all actively address and show an interest in. This is the theme of wealth. Wealth deals with the materialization of social economic value, so its existence is of a social nature. Wealth measures the services that one has rendered to society according to the value that society has given to this service. If you provide a service that society does not feel it needs, then this service will probably not make a lot of money or be in high demand for it. This can also happen if you provide a service of which there is too much in your society.
A society that works is one that can dictate and cater to its own wants and needs. Society dictates what its own needs are as a whole. Society’s needs consist of its flaws, fears, insecurities, desires, weaknesses, and proposed threats. The goal of a working society is to address these needs with its strengths and resources. The greatest resource of a society is its people because they must possess an understanding of the needs of their society and also individually and collectively possess an understanding of how best to serve these needs.
Whenever you venture into society, if you seek to experience and understand your needs, even with all your fears, concerns, criticisms, prejudices and judgments that may be directed at you (and most of the time it is not as severe as you imagine) . to be), you will be better equipped to assert your own social worth by bringing about positive change in these needs, and wherever you go you will realize your true wealth and the wealth of the world as we all live to do.
Now, for those of us who don’t realize this wealth due to social phobias, when we’ve drifted away from much-needed social encounters with the city and public officials, licensing agents, community staff members, and coordinators, Doesn’t this condition work to shape our daily routine? It does not cause tremendous stress. For those of us who have lived in poor neighborhoods, who have gone through without meeting our needs, and have not been able to meet the needs of our community members, didn’t this set the standard for our daily lifestyle? It restricted the size of the salaries we could charge even when our workload was heavy, because we did not go through the necessary programs to receive the necessary training to be able to compete for higher demand positions.
I am not suggesting that all social phobias require a severe state. Being shy or nervous when giving speeches is natural. I am suggesting that in most cities there are large communities of socially underdeveloped people whose lives are seriously and adversely affected by the issue to the extent that it is a crippling weakness of society that needs to be addressed.
For some different strategies for dealing with sadness (to avoid rewriting what has already been written) visit the Helpguide.org page for this topic http://helpguide.org/mental/social_anxiety_support_symptom_causes_treatment.htm and remember, when have to speak in formal and informal situations, smile. Help everyone feel comfortable.