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	<title>Social Anxiety</title>
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		<title>Old Biddy</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 20:07:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I have a neighbor who thinks an empty lot is her because her husband wastes time mowing part of it. That old biddy had the nerve to yell at my kids to stay off &#8220;her&#8221; grass. Why do people get old an grouchy like that? I hope I don&#8217;t get like that, it&#8217;s very ugly.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a neighbor who thinks an empty lot is her because her husband wastes time mowing part of it. That old biddy had the nerve to yell at my kids to stay off &#8220;her&#8221; grass. Why do people get old an grouchy like that? I hope I don&#8217;t get like that, it&#8217;s very ugly.</p>
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		<title>Fri 13 perfect day to get married!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 21:36:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[My wonderful boyfriend and I got married today! For some reason it seemed like Friday the 13th would be the perfect day to get married, and it really was.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My wonderful boyfriend and I got married today! For some reason it seemed like Friday the 13th would be the perfect day to get married, and it really was.</p>
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		<title>Things that suck</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/92</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 16:03:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[1. Not being able to talk to your SO about things that are bothering you.
2. When your grandma tells you that you owe her because she helped take care of you when you were a kid.
3. Your mother telling you that you should have kept in touch with other family members when you were a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1. Not being able to talk to your SO about things that are bothering you.</p>
<p>2. When your grandma tells you that you owe her because she helped take care of you when you were a kid.</p>
<p>3. Your mother telling you that you should have kept in touch with other family members when you were a kid.</p>
<p>4. When the person you thought was your best online friend totally ditches you and you&#8217;re too embarassed and ashamed to ask anyone wtf happened.</p>
<p>5. Walking around feeling like you&#8217;re about to burst out crying all the time.</p>
<p>6. Being so anxious at work you&#8217;re almost sick.</p>
<p>7. Panic attacks in Walmart.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m sure there&#8217;s more but that&#8217;s all I got for now.</p>
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		<title>Woman shouldn&#8217;t be driving</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/93</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2008 22:35:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I almost got hit today by some stupid girl in a pick up truck. I&#8217;m driving along and she had to stop at a stop sign so she barely stopped and looked one way then started to go then looked the way I was coming and slammed on her breaks. I had to swerve to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I almost got hit today by some stupid girl in a pick up truck. I&#8217;m driving along and she had to stop at a stop sign so she barely stopped and looked one way then started to go then looked the way I was coming and slammed on her breaks. I had to swerve to the other side of the road so I didn&#8217;t hit her. Stupid idiot.</p>
<p>Then on my way back home I&#8217;m driving down the street and this stupid @$$ bimbo pulled out of her driveway right in front of me, I had to slam on my breaks or I would have ran into her.</p>
<p>Stupid @$$ **** need to learn how to **** drive.</p>
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		<title>Social Anxiety Support</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/88</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 21:28:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Thunder</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[There are many message boards or forums where people discuss difficult problems such as social phobia, forums are a great place to hear the experiences of others and learn a few things from people that have overcome it.
read more &#124; digg story
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There are many message boards or forums where people discuss difficult problems such as social phobia, forums are a great place to hear the experiences of others and learn a few things from people that have overcome it.</p>
<p><a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Best-Social-Anxiety-Support-Forums">read more</a> | <a href="http://digg.com/health/Social_Anxiety_Support_Forums">digg story</a></p>
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		<title>credit card co. thank you?</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/94</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 17:06:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I got a letter from my credit card company that said something like you&#8217;ve been such a good customer that we want to thank you by raising your credit limit.
Now really what kind of thank you is that? That&#8217;s more like saying &#8220;We want you even farther in debt with us.&#8221; A real thank you [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I got a letter from my credit card company that said something like you&#8217;ve been such a good customer that we want to thank you by raising your credit limit.</p>
<p>Now really what kind of thank you is that? That&#8217;s more like saying &#8220;We want you even farther in debt with us.&#8221; A real thank you would be lowering my interest rate or sending me $10 or something. But no, they want me to charge it up even more.</p>
<p>I called them and told them to lower it back down to where it was. The lady I talked to sounded a little befuddled at first, but she put it back. I don&#8217;t want that kind of credit limit I&#8217;m already in debt enough <img src="http://www.socialanxietyfriends.com/images/smile/emo/dizzy.gif" alt="" width="15" height="15" /></p>
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		<title>worst day</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/79</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 23:01:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[I was just making my bed and broke a nail way down where if it gets snagged on something it&#8217;s going to hurt like a mother fudger  Earlier today I went out to the Walmart on Grape road. I hate going out there because of all the traffic, but I wanted to see how their [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was just making my bed and broke a nail way down where if it gets snagged on something it&#8217;s going to hurt like a mother fudger  Earlier today I went out to the Walmart on Grape road. I hate going out there because of all the traffic, but I wanted to see how their selection of yarn was. It sucked, by the way On the way home from there traffic was pretty heavy, I was at a red light behind cars and there were cars behind me. Light turned green, people started going so I started going then the guy in front of me stopped really fast so I had to stop really fast, almost hit him but breathed a sigh of relief that I didn&#8217;t. My relief was very short lived when the lady behind me ran into the back of me. The crash was loud and I felt like I banged against the seat hard, my neck is a little sore and I still have a headache. But there was no damage on my car or on hers. That&#8217;s the second time I&#8217;ve been hit in 2 or 3 months and both times weren&#8217;t my fault, and both times there was no damage on the car I was driving. They say stuff like this happens in 3&#8217;s and I really really do not want it happening again. I don&#8217;t like being ran into</p>
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		<title>McDonald&#8217;s drive thru</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/80</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 14:12:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[A couple months ago I had gone to McDonald&#8217;s and when I got to the window to get my food they asked me to pull up to the yellow lines because it wasn&#8217;t ready yet. I pulled up and sat there for 10 minutes waiting. Finally someone came out and asked what I had orded, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A couple months ago I had gone to McDonald&#8217;s and when I got to the window to get my food they asked me to pull up to the yellow lines because it wasn&#8217;t ready yet. I pulled up and sat there for 10 minutes waiting. Finally someone came out and asked what I had orded, she went back in, about 5 minutes later brought it out. I think they forgot about me. So I vowed to myself that I&#8217;d never pull forward at McDonald&#8217;s again. Last night we went there and they asked me to pull forward. I told the lady very nicely that I&#8217;d rather not because the last time I did they forgot about me. She said they wouldn&#8217;t forget and I said I&#8217;ll just wait here. So she went and got someone else to come over and ask me to pull forward. The lady said it&#8217;ll only take 2 minutes. I said 2 minutes isn&#8217;t that long, I&#8217;ll just wait here. I did sit there and wait. There was already someone else pulled up at the yellow lines waiting anyway. I think I screwed up their whole system because they took the person in front of me the wrong bag of food. That person was still waiting when I left. Why should anyone have to pull forward and wait while everyone behind them gets their food.  I&#8217;ve never been though any other drive thru that does that.  Usually I&#8217;m very compliant about these kinds of things and never say no when someone asks me to do something, so I felt rather good that I said no and stuck to it for once, ever if it was at a drive thru</p>
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		<title>The wall doesn&#8217;t answer either!</title>
		<link>http://socialanxiety.socialanxietyblogs.com/archives/81</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 12:12:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[Talking to Brian is like talking to the wall. Neither of them listen to me nor do they answer. Maybe that&#8217;s why I talk to myself so much, but then I don&#8217;t listen to me either
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Talking to Brian is like talking to the wall. Neither of them listen to me nor do they answer. Maybe that&#8217;s why I talk to myself so much, but then I don&#8217;t listen to me either</p>
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		<title>Lack of info</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 12:12:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		
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		<description><![CDATA[My daughter has a bladder infection. She got a liquid antibiotic to take. It tastes terrible and I had to fight with her to get her to take it. I called the doctor and they said the only other thing was a chew-able that tasted icky and a huge pill you could swallow. Well I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My daughter has a bladder infection. She got a liquid antibiotic to take. It tastes terrible and I had to fight with her to get her to take it. I called the doctor and they said the only other thing was a chew-able that tasted icky and a huge pill you could swallow. Well I don&#8217;t think she could swallow a huge pill. Tuesday night my ex picked the kids up, I told him that Autumn didn&#8217;t like the medicine and good luck getting her to take it. He called me Wednesday morning and told me that he was up till 11 trying to get her to take it and she wouldn&#8217;t so he threw it away. HE THREW IT AWAY! And he then tells me I need to call the doctor again and get something else. So I called the doctor back, only talked to the nurse. She sounded shocked that he threw the medication away. She said the only other thing she knew of was shots. 3 shots 3 days in a row that were really painful. But she was going to check with the doctor to see if there wasn&#8217;t another med we could give her first.  I missed the call back from them last night so I need to call today and see what they say. It&#8217;s just really, well stupid that he&#8217;d throw the medicine away before he even talked to me about it. I guess we might have been able to get it flavored at the pharmacy and she could have tried it that way. The other thing is that this man doesn&#8217;t tell me anything and he makes it very hard to talk to him about anything. All I want to discuss is the kids and what&#8217;s going on but all I normally can&#8217;t get anything out of him. This morning Donald walked out the door to catch the bus and he said &#8220;I have to go to grandma&#8217;s after school because Mary (the usual babysitter) won&#8217;t be home.&#8221; I just smiled and said ok honey. Then I&#8217;m thinking oh shit, does grandma even know he&#8217;s going over there, is she going to be home. Bob never informed me of this. So I called grandma and she said that Bob had called her on Sunday about it. SUNDAY! Hello, why didn&#8217;t he tell me this? It&#8217;d be really helpful if I knew were I was picking my kids up after work. This shared custody bullshit doesn&#8217;t work if the parents aren&#8217;t communicating with each other. If the court system in this country wasn&#8217;t so fucked up they&#8217;d be no such thing. There shouldn&#8217;t be any such thing. It just doesn&#8217;t work.</p>
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