Hi all.
I wonder if this might resonate with anyone.
As I grew up I learned to distrust and avoid people. I spent 25+ years as a virtual shut-in. Out for food, or when I work (off/on) and that is about it. I was (and perhaps am still) borderline agoraphobic, and that was just how reality was for me.
Today I have done a lot of work on my fears, and I can see that I am not afraid of people but rather that I am afraid of my own reactions to people: you know - what I said or didn't say, or what I did or didn't do - all the what ifs. I simply need practice being with people. I need to learn to say no to people and I need to learn to let go of people who aren't emotionally supportive (like my boyfriend of 8 years).
As much as I know I need to get out, I just cannot seem to break free of my habit of just staying inside and watching TV to cope. I still only go out for food, or go out with my boyfriend (seems easier to orbit someone else). I haven't any friends.
So enter van dwelling.
With other habits that I've overcome in the past it always starts with not having it around. Like quitting soda - stop bringing it home is rule one. If I wanted to get more exercise - get rid of my chair and stand up most the time. And if I were living in a van, I would be forced by the confinement to get out and go to a park, or Starbucks or whatever.
This is one of the reasons (among many) that I wouldn't want a large RV. And I'm even thinking that I shouldn't even get a high top van - that way I'd go out of my skull trying to spend days on end in a standard van - I'd have to get out.
I don't expect miracles or whatever. Growth is like peeling an onion. When you peel one layer there is another layer under that. But if you do not peel off the top layer, you will never experience what lay beneath. Or rather I won't.
Thanks for reading this.
I wonder if this might resonate with anyone.
As I grew up I learned to distrust and avoid people. I spent 25+ years as a virtual shut-in. Out for food, or when I work (off/on) and that is about it. I was (and perhaps am still) borderline agoraphobic, and that was just how reality was for me.
Today I have done a lot of work on my fears, and I can see that I am not afraid of people but rather that I am afraid of my own reactions to people: you know - what I said or didn't say, or what I did or didn't do - all the what ifs. I simply need practice being with people. I need to learn to say no to people and I need to learn to let go of people who aren't emotionally supportive (like my boyfriend of 8 years).
As much as I know I need to get out, I just cannot seem to break free of my habit of just staying inside and watching TV to cope. I still only go out for food, or go out with my boyfriend (seems easier to orbit someone else). I haven't any friends.
So enter van dwelling.
With other habits that I've overcome in the past it always starts with not having it around. Like quitting soda - stop bringing it home is rule one. If I wanted to get more exercise - get rid of my chair and stand up most the time. And if I were living in a van, I would be forced by the confinement to get out and go to a park, or Starbucks or whatever.
This is one of the reasons (among many) that I wouldn't want a large RV. And I'm even thinking that I shouldn't even get a high top van - that way I'd go out of my skull trying to spend days on end in a standard van - I'd have to get out.
I don't expect miracles or whatever. Growth is like peeling an onion. When you peel one layer there is another layer under that. But if you do not peel off the top layer, you will never experience what lay beneath. Or rather I won't.
Thanks for reading this.