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by Paidion » Sun Jul 07, 2013 11:47 pm
Thank you, Singalphile for being willing to share your thoughts and feelings concerning your relating to other people. I can identify with this to some extent.
My father was a subsistence farmer, and we lived in an unfinished house with no electricity or motors of any kind—no automobile. He did his farming with horse-drawn equipment, and our mode of travel to visit his parents or nearby friends was horses and wagon or, in winter, horses and sleigh.
As a child,I was extremely shy. if I heard a car coming up the side-road, I knew people were coming to our house, as no one else lived on the road. I would run upstairs and hide so that I wouldn't have to face the visitors. I remember my sister coming upstairs saying, "Come on down and meet the visitors, Donny!" and she would reach toward me to lead me down. I clung to a bedpost, saying, "No! No! No!" in great fear. Once at a meal, when people were present whom I did not know, I turned away from the table, turning my face to the wall. When asked later why I did that, I replied, "I don't like they faces."
As I grew older, I wasn't as fearful of strangers, but sometimes they asked me questions about myself—just trying to relate to me, and that really bothered me. I didn't want to tell them anything.
Although I got used to other children in an elementary school right to grade 10, whenever I faced a new situation, I was fearful. When I first attended a high school at age 18, I was again fearful during that first bus ride to school, and for a couple of days.
I began to relate a lot more to other people the year I attended Bible School at age 21. But even then I wasn't fully at ease.
I think one factor that influenced me to be shy was that the other family members behaved differently when visitors were present than they normally did. So I did not know how I was expected to conduct myself. Also, I felt that I was unaware of the ordinary things of life with which other people were familiar. And so I was afraid to ask questions about these ordinary things so as not to appear stupid and ignorant as I thought I was. As a child and as a teenager, I always felt intellectually inferior to the average person. It wasn't until I attended teacher's college at the age of 23, that I realized I might just possibly be intellectually superior to the average person.
To this day, when I am in a group of people, I have a hard time dealing with people who go around from one person to the next, shaking hands with everyone. I find it especially disturbing when some one shakes my hand with his head turned talking to someone else. In a large group of people, I usually find one or two people with whom I can talk and exchange thoughts about a subject in which they and I are both interested. My wife has a need to relate to other people more frequently than I. I often enjoy visiting with people, but with one family at a time. When I am in a larger group I am often sitting alone, because I don't have the social skills to reach out to people as others do. Yet sometimes, a few of them will strike up a conversation with me, and I enjoy it. I seldom initiate a conversation with others in a group setting.
Paidion
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