Call me
No, maybe don’t.
I am afraid of the phone.
Like legitimately afraid.
I may or may not have been unable to order a pizza over the phone back in college.
It was that bad.
And yes, Ive gotten better. I no longer freak my freak and break into a hot sweat and claw at my throat as though it is swelling shut whenever I have to talk to someone I don’t know on the phone.
But I still panic a little bit. I still sometimes make lists or scripts for how I think the phone call will go and what I should say.
Clare once looked at me in all seriousness and reminded me that the other person on the line would, in fact, be talking back and offering conversation flow.
Don’t look at me like that, phobia’s don’t make sense!
No one ever believes that behind this insane exterior beats the heart of an absolute scaredy cat, but its true. Or, at least it used to be true.
Complete recovery pending.
Just some rainy day vulnerability for ya. You’re welcome.
LR
Listening to: A drip drip drip above me in the office.
On my mind: I almost turned into the incredible Hulk this morning when I couldn’t get the key to work. Gotta love mornings where its crystal clear that you’re a mess without God.
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Yes I do recall this! You are afraid of the phone!!! You would much rather email than pick up a phone.. It would crack me up… Oh Lyndsay — you make me laugh!
I am also afraid of talking but my issue is that I am a bad closer. I struggle judging the end of the conversation and there is nothing worse that a convo that is going no where cuz no one knows when to just hang up. I hate horrible awkward pauses and since I cant see the person I have no idea if they want to say more or are waiting for me… So I just say my peace then when I have an opening I say “okay, bye” really fast and just hang up. My teen says that it sounds like I am saying ba instead of bye. My hubby hates it and has challenged me to be a better closer by listening and making small talk if I need to just to ease into the close. Wait through those pauses until I am sure everything has been said..it is torture. I tell everyone I know “text me, it is the best way to get a hold of me”.
That would explain why you never answer when I call, text, smoke signal or write you love notes [crushed].