Jean Poutine
December 11th, 2008, 08:15 PM
I don't consider myself as depressed, as I've said numerous times, as I don't consider myself suffering. However, I am annoyed, by my condition and by my very personality. I seem to have a complete inability to seek balance. My life is just a huge rollercoaster. You know what's ironic? Routine is what I value most in life, and physically my life is very stable. Living at the same place for 12 years, getting up at the same hour every day, doing the same things, no real changes in family, etc. Mentally though, I have spikes in numerous things.
Not much that can change though. An example of the longest rollercoaster in the world (takes 18 years atm to get through) :
-social : extreme solitude, equally intense longing for irl friends
-skills : I'm an excellent polyglot with a great memory ; I suck (very very hard) at anything that takes common sense (save programmation, funny stuff). I have no real grey area about skills : I rock, or I blow.
-mood : sometimes way low\sometimes way up in the sky (usually I think I can change then, but I fall flat on my face on the downhill)
As I said, I'm not depressed yet. I don't really have any grave problems. But I still thought this was the right area because even if I'm not clinically depressed, the life I lead is unfulfilling and makes me unhappy. If I keep it up I could very easily slip in the dredges.
The thing I have the most power to change atm are friends. I want 'em. Can't get 'em, though. Tried a lot of times after asking people much of the same stuff I'll ask now. I've tried :
-helping people in what I am skilled. as I said, I'm very black and white in this, thus I have great skills people could use or learn from. Since I am, honestly, beastly in French, I signed up to be a French tutor. I had a student under my charge, which went up to 80% from a failing grade.
I wasn't proud of this. Not that I was unhappy my tutoree upped his grades, probably because of me. I just didn't find any accomplishment. And I hated the job. I hated going, once a week, one hour a day, help someone with his French language skills. People say teaching is a calling, much like priesthood. Well, I ain't got this call (when I was still quite devout though, I DID feel the calling for priesthood. I still think than if maybe, I could find back the faith I had in God before, that I could join the priesthood. But that's another story).
Learning is hard stuff, and he didn't get everything right the first time 'cause I was helping him. It was work from both of us that allowed him to get better. But I hated every mistake he made. I was annoyed easily when we hit some harder stuff. I tried my best to not let it show and I think I succeeded, but I was just so pissed off when he wouldn't catch on the spot what was for me easy stuff. I don't have the call, nor the patience, neither the humility to teach. Never again.
-being "friendlier". That word has a lot of definitions according to the people you ask. It seems to boil down to one common thing, "smile often". I tried this for like, a week, before being disgusted with myself and forgot about that.
Why disgusted? 'cause I'm apparently backwards. I'm a very grim person, usually, and I believe smiles should be given when the person is happy. Since I'm not exactly happy (but not too unhappy), I very rarely smile. I think random, on-the-spot smiles as given everywhere by North Americans are dishonest (and perhaps MORE unfriendly to my eyes than my brand of brutal honesty). I'm not dishonest. So if I find nothing funny or if I'm not particularly happy about anything, no smile. Don't get me wrong, I do smile. Just not very often. When I do though, I mean it.
Since I'm on the subject, a little face reading tip : if the outer brows do not go down and the cheeks don't rise up, it's not a true smile. I learned this in social skills training (which wasn't very useful for me, as conversation is not my problem : first steps are), and it's been pretty useful to distinguish fake North American smiles from true, happyboosted ones.
Since I choose not to delude myself and others, I come as "unfriendly" and "mean-looking". Whatever. I'm not putting on a lie to get friends.
And that's what I tried, although my huge problems are first steps. I've gotten a few acquaintances if they were masochist enough to talk to me first. You know how autistic children sometimes mix up pronouns? That's because they think everyone else thinks like them. I'm kinda that way. I'm annoyed when people talk to me for no reason (I want more friends, yes. But I'm still very introverted and nothing will change that). If I turncoat and go talk to THEM for no reason, won't they take it like I do?
That's the cause of my social anxiety. I may be decent at reading faces 'cause of social skills training (honestly they teach you stuff you don't NEED to know), but I can't read people's feelings very well. I just don't know what to do with THEM, even though I know what to do with their faces. You get my drift?
Anyway, all of this to ask...is there any way to ease first steps aside from what I did? What should I do so I get people to speak to me in a way that won't annoy the fuck out of me? Etc? Any tips aside from what I tried will be great.
Thanks anyone who answers, honestly.
Not much that can change though. An example of the longest rollercoaster in the world (takes 18 years atm to get through) :
-social : extreme solitude, equally intense longing for irl friends
-skills : I'm an excellent polyglot with a great memory ; I suck (very very hard) at anything that takes common sense (save programmation, funny stuff). I have no real grey area about skills : I rock, or I blow.
-mood : sometimes way low\sometimes way up in the sky (usually I think I can change then, but I fall flat on my face on the downhill)
As I said, I'm not depressed yet. I don't really have any grave problems. But I still thought this was the right area because even if I'm not clinically depressed, the life I lead is unfulfilling and makes me unhappy. If I keep it up I could very easily slip in the dredges.
The thing I have the most power to change atm are friends. I want 'em. Can't get 'em, though. Tried a lot of times after asking people much of the same stuff I'll ask now. I've tried :
-helping people in what I am skilled. as I said, I'm very black and white in this, thus I have great skills people could use or learn from. Since I am, honestly, beastly in French, I signed up to be a French tutor. I had a student under my charge, which went up to 80% from a failing grade.
I wasn't proud of this. Not that I was unhappy my tutoree upped his grades, probably because of me. I just didn't find any accomplishment. And I hated the job. I hated going, once a week, one hour a day, help someone with his French language skills. People say teaching is a calling, much like priesthood. Well, I ain't got this call (when I was still quite devout though, I DID feel the calling for priesthood. I still think than if maybe, I could find back the faith I had in God before, that I could join the priesthood. But that's another story).
Learning is hard stuff, and he didn't get everything right the first time 'cause I was helping him. It was work from both of us that allowed him to get better. But I hated every mistake he made. I was annoyed easily when we hit some harder stuff. I tried my best to not let it show and I think I succeeded, but I was just so pissed off when he wouldn't catch on the spot what was for me easy stuff. I don't have the call, nor the patience, neither the humility to teach. Never again.
-being "friendlier". That word has a lot of definitions according to the people you ask. It seems to boil down to one common thing, "smile often". I tried this for like, a week, before being disgusted with myself and forgot about that.
Why disgusted? 'cause I'm apparently backwards. I'm a very grim person, usually, and I believe smiles should be given when the person is happy. Since I'm not exactly happy (but not too unhappy), I very rarely smile. I think random, on-the-spot smiles as given everywhere by North Americans are dishonest (and perhaps MORE unfriendly to my eyes than my brand of brutal honesty). I'm not dishonest. So if I find nothing funny or if I'm not particularly happy about anything, no smile. Don't get me wrong, I do smile. Just not very often. When I do though, I mean it.
Since I'm on the subject, a little face reading tip : if the outer brows do not go down and the cheeks don't rise up, it's not a true smile. I learned this in social skills training (which wasn't very useful for me, as conversation is not my problem : first steps are), and it's been pretty useful to distinguish fake North American smiles from true, happyboosted ones.
Since I choose not to delude myself and others, I come as "unfriendly" and "mean-looking". Whatever. I'm not putting on a lie to get friends.
And that's what I tried, although my huge problems are first steps. I've gotten a few acquaintances if they were masochist enough to talk to me first. You know how autistic children sometimes mix up pronouns? That's because they think everyone else thinks like them. I'm kinda that way. I'm annoyed when people talk to me for no reason (I want more friends, yes. But I'm still very introverted and nothing will change that). If I turncoat and go talk to THEM for no reason, won't they take it like I do?
That's the cause of my social anxiety. I may be decent at reading faces 'cause of social skills training (honestly they teach you stuff you don't NEED to know), but I can't read people's feelings very well. I just don't know what to do with THEM, even though I know what to do with their faces. You get my drift?
Anyway, all of this to ask...is there any way to ease first steps aside from what I did? What should I do so I get people to speak to me in a way that won't annoy the fuck out of me? Etc? Any tips aside from what I tried will be great.
Thanks anyone who answers, honestly.