CanuckinSK
Don Juan
I mean, almost literally. I've been receiving employment related training all week and we've had managers lecturing on their respective fields of expertise. I got stuck sitting at the table at the front of the room and today a couple of HB 7-8's did a presentation (separately) near my table, right in front of me about two feet away.
My anxiety and discomfort is so great I could only look at them a few times in their hour long presentations. Had to look at the table, play with my pen, look at the floor, etc. My stomach was churning and hurting so bad, I really felt like I was going to be sick right there. It was like being in hell.
When the male presenters resumed their work, I felt 100% better. They didn't stand anywhere near as close, and I have no problems anxiety wise with them. I know this is totally backwards to what it should be. Being around women just sorta creeps me out nowadays.
To paraphrase GNR's song 'Out to Get Me', am I just fvckin' gone, or what?
My anxiety and discomfort is so great I could only look at them a few times in their hour long presentations. Had to look at the table, play with my pen, look at the floor, etc. My stomach was churning and hurting so bad, I really felt like I was going to be sick right there. It was like being in hell.
When the male presenters resumed their work, I felt 100% better. They didn't stand anywhere near as close, and I have no problems anxiety wise with them. I know this is totally backwards to what it should be. Being around women just sorta creeps me out nowadays.
To paraphrase GNR's song 'Out to Get Me', am I just fvckin' gone, or what?