I do...mine is do with running into people who start talking to me, obviously know me very well & I don't know who the Hell they are (the joys of ECT aftermath)

I'm too shy to say

I fall into a GAD.

I usually am fine and even chatty happy in social situations .

My anxiety comes on me from out of no where.

That icky squeezy feeling in my stomach, then heart palpitations

Ugghhh

Mine is usually the anticipation of the whole thing. The worry I put on myself......will I look like a fool? Will I sit there with nothing to say? Will I say something stupid?

Usually if I am FORCED to go, I end up having an okay time (sometimes even a great time).

Most of the time I don't go, though.

I have it and I hate it. I stay in my house even though people ask me to come out. A paralyzing feeling comes over me and I just can't.

I vary from being the life of the party to hiding in my house with anxiety about facing certain social situations.

I have a 25 yr college reunion Saturday and I am nervous the anxiety will keep me from it. I pray it does not. Today, I really want to see my old Physical Therapist friends!!

my social confidence only can come from the bottle so most the time i avoid situations where a chit chat may happen..causes too much unnecessary anxiety for me..if i see some1 i know at a store, i make a beeline in the opposite direction..have even pretended to ignore hearing them yell my name..got to b in the mood to awkwardly stand there pretending i like chatting while stuttering its not what i call a fun time..

however, when im at a bar or a party and drinking, im a social butterfly n must talk to n touch every person in the room

I do, in a lot of ways, but as I got older I learned I do well one on one and I'm ok in small groups (under 6 people) and the streets never bothered me enough that anyone would notice.

Put me in a large gathering, formal or informal, and I would tend to clam up (too much going on) or drink to drop the inhibitions. All manner of things happen then. I've woken up in some very strange places and situations. Haven't really been to any shindigs since I quit drinking.

For the most part if there's nothing I'm committed to on the outside I'm a homebody at heart...least that's where mine is most at ease. It takes a lot to push me out of that comfort zone.

I do I'm always afraid i'm going to say something stupid or wrong. I have Bipolar disorder and am on disability so I also dred running into people from High school who ask me what I'm doing where I'm working exc. I get embarrassed . I am open about having BP but I guess I still get embarrassed about not having a job or not being married.

i wonder if society has `mojo' anxiety?

bpstronger - I find the worst situations are when old friends ask me what I do for a living. I hate saying why I am on disability for bp to those whose business it isn't. I am usually open about my bipolar, but in that particular situation, I get anxious.

Absolutely!!!! I have to force myself to take part in social opportunities. I dread the questions about marriage, kids, work etc. makes anxiety even worse.

Dee, I think you shoulda maybe put the word "trigger" in the header. Just talking about my social anxiety pushed my resistance button and I came out of the shadows some.

lol who wants to see me bald? hahaha. jk It's tough especially if you're known by a lot of people from the past where you live. Been in a few small towns myself in my day. Payton Place they weren't.

Mojo anxiety... Never!!!
I have it to... I hate being in large groups of people.. In fact now I very rarely ever am..
I like the one or one or just a couple of people as well... Once I am around people I'm okay usually.. I just don't want to go in the first place or when I'm out with people i want to go home..
My new landlord/ good friend is going to help me to work on this

Social anxiety is awful. It's not good to isolate but being around other people in social situations is so stressful for me. I like to take my "people" in doses all the while waiting for it to be over so I can "recover". Only to prepare for the next time...sigh.