satanspetcat

Please, why don't you tell us about yourself?

Certainly, I don't like crowds. I really don't like crowds. I first discovered this during my last year of middle school, but it was only a mild issue that I attributed ot shyness. I have come to find as time goes on that crowds bother me more and more. They make me feel helpless; a system of slightly controlled chaos where any outcome is both possibly and to a degree likely. The more people whose way I have to step in or out of the more nervous I become, until if you leave me in a crowded room alone for too long, I will generally suffer a bout of sweaty, shaky, nervousness.

I only mention this because I just took a friend to Trader Joe's in downtown. After ten minutes inside my hands were shaking. So I left, and the parking lot was even crazier with a shit ton of people driving around and honking. Some lady noticed that I was sitting in my car and started flashing her brights at me until I conceeded my space for fear of epilepsy. What was depressing was that while she was flashing at me, the car next to me left and she still kept signaling at me. So I backed up, moved one space over and she pulled into my old spot apparent satisfied.

I was terrified.