How grateful I am to have a few people to ask for help at church when I feel uneasy
How grateful I am to have a few people I can ask for help when my mental state is in danger!
In the beginning of today's service, I was able to say the Prayer of the Lord, although I stammered a little bit at the beginning sound of almost all words.
I was also able to keep in tune with the worship in the beginning.
It seemed to be fine in the beginning, and through almost the end of the service.
The problem was at lunch after the service.
I found it hard to talk to someone. I hesitated to join in a conversation.
I even found it hard to decide whether to eat lunch at church or eat out, because I was in a such danger in my mental state that I couldn't find any place to have a seat. Yes there were a few unoccupied seat for someone to sit, but I was out of place, so depressed that I was always downcast and even being afraid of being talked to.
It was time to ask for help! Otherwise, I would have continued wandering from table to table, unable to decide whether I leave or I stay.
After all I had lunch at church, and feeling a little bit better, I talked with a few people.
The thing I turned on recently was skiing on Saturday. I had felt down, but thanks to skiing yesterday, my condition is picking up. The problem was to I was too shy to talk with someone, and I felt awkward, and even out of place, couldn't help clapping hands gently and spinning once or twice in a while, and jumping up and down.
Now I still have some feeling of anxiety and indecision, but it's good that I'm at least confident that this week I'm going to confidently work through in my workplace, where I can help someone else.
In the beginning of today's service, I was able to say the Prayer of the Lord, although I stammered a little bit at the beginning sound of almost all words.
I was also able to keep in tune with the worship in the beginning.
It seemed to be fine in the beginning, and through almost the end of the service.
The problem was at lunch after the service.
I found it hard to talk to someone. I hesitated to join in a conversation.
I even found it hard to decide whether to eat lunch at church or eat out, because I was in a such danger in my mental state that I couldn't find any place to have a seat. Yes there were a few unoccupied seat for someone to sit, but I was out of place, so depressed that I was always downcast and even being afraid of being talked to.
It was time to ask for help! Otherwise, I would have continued wandering from table to table, unable to decide whether I leave or I stay.
After all I had lunch at church, and feeling a little bit better, I talked with a few people.
The thing I turned on recently was skiing on Saturday. I had felt down, but thanks to skiing yesterday, my condition is picking up. The problem was to I was too shy to talk with someone, and I felt awkward, and even out of place, couldn't help clapping hands gently and spinning once or twice in a while, and jumping up and down.
Now I still have some feeling of anxiety and indecision, but it's good that I'm at least confident that this week I'm going to confidently work through in my workplace, where I can help someone else.
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