I survived.
Apr. 15th, 2009 18:42![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mapsedgeI survived the trip to the stadium, but because it was unplanned and unprepared for, I'm now sunburned on the right side of my face and neck and I have a sun-induced migraine.
Gods, what an assault on the senses that was. This is not to say the experience didn't have its moments - lunch was pretty good, and I didn't have to pay for it - but everything that happened was at an ear-splitting volume and the noise was relentless. Me + crowds + unending noise...I did not leave the stadium, I fled. My ears are still ringing; the right ear actually hurts some.
And just to prove I was paying attention: the Royals lost 5-4 with three easily catchable pop-flies in the bottom of the 9th and the Indians on their second relief pitcher.
And I'm now six hours further behind than I was when my day started.
Gods, what an assault on the senses that was. This is not to say the experience didn't have its moments - lunch was pretty good, and I didn't have to pay for it - but everything that happened was at an ear-splitting volume and the noise was relentless. Me + crowds + unending noise...I did not leave the stadium, I fled. My ears are still ringing; the right ear actually hurts some.
And just to prove I was paying attention: the Royals lost 5-4 with three easily catchable pop-flies in the bottom of the 9th and the Indians on their second relief pitcher.
And I'm now six hours further behind than I was when my day started.
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Date: 2009-04-16 12:51 (UTC)People who don't have anxiety disorders have no clue what it's like when we're thrust into the chaos of, well, People.
Everything is turned up to 11, and all those people stabbing at me trying to force me to interact with them on so many levels from so many directions.
I think SAD is tied to a definition I learned once that differentiated Introversion and Extroversion.
Extorverts get energized by interacting with other people. Left on their own they get drained and seek out human interaction like a crack addict looking for a fix.
You can see this every day when someone starts to interact with you and you see anything from anticipation to desperation in their eyes. Like they NEED something from you. Demand it, almost.
Hey! Deal with ME! Hey! Deal with ME! Hey! Deal with ME!
Like a needy child or puppy.
Introverts typically have to constantly EXPEND energy to be around people, particularly large numbers of people they aren't already familiar with. The constant barrage of the demands of the extroverts drains the hell out of me.