![]() BEFOREA Story by CANVAS N PAINT
Im not talking about me now
but me years ago i felt conscious of every consonant vowel or even movement from my lips my actions felt like they were seen by everyone else i felt judgemnt and eyes everywhere nowadays i dont care i dont care what people think of me anymore but sometimes that sinking feeling of disapproval consumes my world little by little, my posture changes i hunch over and i avoid every gaze i avert my eyes and if im standing i feel conscious of the way im standing how do people stand , normally is this how im supposed to smile or do i loom really weird i cared too much and i hope i never experience that so often again my social anxiety was fueled by my lack of confidence in myself which was fueled by how i hardly accepted my identity i used to avoid talking about cultural traditions because i was too scared of judgement now, i accept what i know about myself i felt ashamed about my culture and the stereotypes associated with my culture and i never embraced or saw the true beauty of my culture and heritage i never talked about anyone or anything if i could help it i stuck close to my friends but even then id accepted so little of myself i couldnt open up or talk about anything i felt fear whenever i talked to anyone and this little part of me wanted the people around me to like me so much i would accept anything and vevrything andi felt lonely, i kept every feeling every thought unaddressed to myself let alone anyone else i felt trapped suffocated my social anxiety was driven by my fear of my own culture and heritage my won identity i feel like those feelings were so unnecessaery now but i know how unrelentlessly cruel and real they felt back then social anxiety is scary but even more scary when you feel such a lack of confidence and insecure abourt every element of your own identity i used to stay so quiet that people would look at me andask if i was alright all the time ofcourse i wasnt i was drowning in self loathing social anxiety never leaves but the more you understand and accepr yourself the more confident you feel the less you care about others the more you become like a passionate drama queen like i sort of am now i discovered parts of myself my personality i didnt know existed before i didnt know i could feel so happy and excited about anything until i fully embraced my insecurities and aspects of my own identity that is why im pretty sure i dont even have social awareness anymore i accept my identity
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Added on March 2, 2025 Last Updated on March 2, 2025 Author![]() CANVAS N PAINTUnited KingdomAbouthi im merlino and id like to discover a little about identity, perhaps write a few poems about it if you read my poems-hopefully i write some-i hope you like them! more..Writing
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