I’m stuck in a prison called my room. I want to go out but my paranoia prevents me. My racing thoughts are torturing me . Please help me anyone I’m not doing well.
You sort of have to handle this on your own otherwise. Maybe something small to start out with, like going out to get the mail and waiting for 10 seconds before going back inside. And then, increase the amount of time you stay out there each time. Something like that.
To get past this, you have to take an action DESPITE the paranoia, and that’s difficult. But it’s not impossible.
Best wishes
I have paranoid thoughts too although I kind of doubt they are as bad as yours although……
Anyway I have learned what to listen to and what not to listen to in my head. Then it’s a matter of making your feet move against the will of your paranoid side and swallowing a huge lump of what appears to be your voice box because that lump is still in your throat…..And now you’re in the hallway.
Race back into your room and call it a day and be proud……That’s the first step.
Hey, I’m in the same shoes as you. I’ve struggled with this for a while now. But I got a job interview tomorrow. I am actually gonna be drunk during my interview. I always get the job when I’m drunk. This probably wouldn’t work at some high end job however…BUT luckily for me it’s just a dishwashing position so I’m good.
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what are you paranoid about? sorry if offensive question
I mean why
Maybe some therapy for your paranoia would help.
You sort of have to handle this on your own otherwise. Maybe something small to start out with, like going out to get the mail and waiting for 10 seconds before going back inside. And then, increase the amount of time you stay out there each time. Something like that.
To get past this, you have to take an action DESPITE the paranoia, and that’s difficult. But it’s not impossible.
Best wishes
I have paranoid thoughts too although I kind of doubt they are as bad as yours although……
Anyway I have learned what to listen to and what not to listen to in my head. Then it’s a matter of making your feet move against the will of your paranoid side and swallowing a huge lump of what appears to be your voice box because that lump is still in your throat…..And now you’re in the hallway.
Race back into your room and call it a day and be proud……That’s the first step.
Hey, I’m in the same shoes as you. I’ve struggled with this for a while now. But I got a job interview tomorrow. I am actually gonna be drunk during my interview. I always get the job when I’m drunk. This probably wouldn’t work at some high end job however…BUT luckily for me it’s just a dishwashing position so I’m good.