Social Anxiety Quotes
Social Anxiety Quote of the day
For someone like myself in whom the ability to trust others is so cracked and broken that I am wretchedly timid and am forever trying to read the expression on people's faces.
The sexual freedom of today for most people is really only a convention, an obligation, a social duty, a social anxiety, a necessary feature of the consumer's way of life.
I have social anxiety. It's easier up on stage because there's security in being there. When I'm off stage I'm trying not to be a manic freak. I'm quite shy.
I have packed myself into silence so deeply and for so long that I can never unpack myself using words. When I speak, I only pack myself a little differently.
Status and class and social anxiety and perhaps social code are all released when you look at paintings of powerful individuals from the past.
Self-consciousness is the enemy of all art, be it acting, writing, painting, or living itself, which is the greatest art of all.
does a society exist where it's become acceptable to wear 'helmets' enclosing one's entire head when in public to preempt social interaction
The media no longer hesitate to whip up lurid anxieties in order to increase sales, in the process undermining social confidence and multiplying fears.
I definitely have an alter ego that can come out and get me out of situations where I'm having social anxiety. I can take a deep breath and create a bubble so I can perform in some way.
I do think economic and social anxiety is the number one issue. And I'm pretty confident Hillary Clinton will be really riding that train pretty hard.
For most of my life, I was a worrier and an over-thinker. I had pretty bad social anxiety.
Now that I have conquered social anxiety disorder, I find pleasure in fans approaching me.
I'm shy, but I'm not clinically shy. I don't have social anxiety disorder or anything like that. I more have a gentle shyness. Like, I have a little trouble mingling at parties.
What makes me deeply vulnerable? Probably the thing I suffer most from and have the most uncontrollable reactions from is still social anxiety.
Penology...has become torture and foolishness, a waste of money and a cause of crime...a blotting out of sight and heightening of social anxiety.
...co-rumination: the problem of talking too much about anything. Specifically, ... when girls rehash their problems excessively, it leads to depression, anxiety, and a sense of hopelessness.
You are not weak. People like us, we're brave. We're the ones who get up and face our worst fears every day. We keep fighting.
We are citizens who love to fake life than dig deep into our reality to discover the truth and make amends and correct our own wrongdoings, because we are reluctant to learn from our past.
Patriotism, currently, is nothing but the deadly evolution of narrow minded politics which has distorted language.
In other people's company I felt I was dull, gloomy, unwelcome, at once bored and boring...
It is human, to want to feel connected with others, to strive for a sense of belonging.Yet the ultimate hack is is to belong with yourself.Once you belong within, You belong with all.
I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there: not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart: but really with it, and in it.
I swear that I will never cause trouble for anybody, as long as I live!! So please! Nobody cause any trouble for me, either!!
Into the dark night Resignedly I go, I am not so afraid of the dark night As the friends I do not know, I do not fear the night aboveAs I fear the friends below.
A man will be imprisoned in a room with a door that's unlocked and opens inwards as long as it does not occur to him to pull rather than push.
Rumors travel faster then the speed of light
Show me what you've written, " I said, although I wanted desperately to avoid looking at it.
Even now it comes as a shock if by chance I notice in the street a face resembling someone I know however slightly, and I am at once seized by a shivering violent enough to make me dizzy.
He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.