From social fear to social animals

I remember when I was in high school, I always sat in the back of the classroom because I was very tall and backward in my studies. Every time I go back to work after going to the toilet, I walk quickly with my head down after passing through a narrow and long corridor, fearing that my classmates sitting in front, especially female classmates, will greet me. I didn't know what to do at that time. I stopped to communicate with them and didn't know what to say. If I don't stop, I will feel rude, so until I graduate from high school.

That's basically how I spent three years in high school. At that time, I didn't know that this was the legendary social fear, but I felt that I was introverted and didn't like to talk.

I went to college, and under the extremely grand lottery ceremony, I was successfully elected as the Communist Youth League Secretary. When I heard the guide say that I need to organize my classmates to have a group class every afternoon, I was numb and tears fell from my forehead. At that time, I wanted to die. After a day of helplessness, I held the mentality that it was no use crying over spilt milk, searched for materials, and carefully prepared several stupid games to worship. I stood tall and bowed my head to the podium, and began my first lesson in life with a vibrato. I was in a state of extreme tension all afternoon. With the rapid ringing of the bell, my first reaction was not relief, but still in insatiability. Although there was no warm applause, the performance of the students playing mobile phones without sleeping really increased my confidence.

In the following days, I gradually regarded the group class as a kind of fun. There are more and more mentally retarded games, and the mood in the class is getting higher and higher. I deeply felt the hardships of my parents and the cruelty of life. A few good classmates who are not strong enough in their hearts simply make me calm. I used to say hello to girls, which I didn't even dare to think about. Now it seems to be routine.

I didn't feel like a social bull in my college career, but the beautiful life on campus made me feel a little more lively and cheerful.

Later, the pressure of life and work once silenced me until I found that communication can make people forget their troubles in a short time, so I started a series of operations.

When shopping, chat with the shopping guide about some parents' gossip, whether it looks good or not, and seize the opportunity is to chat. This chat is certainly not a chat, let alone a sensitive topic like salary.

Ask more sensitive topics when eating. The bigger the topic, the better. This will arouse everyone's interest and pay attention to it. Don't feel that you know more than others, which will easily arouse others' disgust.

I met aunt cleaning and uncle security, and stopped to talk about whose child was beaten again in my spare time. At this time, if you send them a cigarette or a bottle of water, they will be very happy.

Gradually, I fucking feel that I am not shy to see anyone, and I can't help saying something. Go out to play with my son and talk to 5.6-year-old children for more than ten minutes.

Finally, I hit the nail on the head with my childhood wife and said that I had a social cow. I asked her if she would be annoyed, and she said no, you know there are some things you can say and some things you can't say. You are a good cow.

So social fear and social cow can appear in one person at the same time, so you must never think that this thing is born. With a little practice, the social bullpen is waiting for you.