Opposite, oftentimes. I do the thing successfully and expectations rise. I don't know how the fuck I'll ever be able to repeat certain successes, and I get anxiety.
This shit happens to me when reverse parking. Normally I can slip right into a gap with just several inches to spare each side, but as soon there are other drivers sat there waiting for me to park, it all goes to fucking pot.
This fucked me up in truck school. Everytime the main educator was standing there, watching, I found it really difficult to back between cones in what was called alley backing. As soon as he'd turn to go back to the classroom for the people learning maps and manual logs, I started nailing the backing to within acceptable DMV standards.
ThemApplesNYC
Me dancing
Understopper
Schrödinger’s Fuckup
peeeopeepeee
I can make a full court shot 2 hand, but if even a flee is watching I'll somehow break my arm.
PacerStacktrain
It's called social anxiety. And
pacmanownsyou
Pretty much.
DurendaI
Opposite, oftentimes. I do the thing successfully and expectations rise. I don't know how the fuck I'll ever be able to repeat certain successes, and I get anxiety.
IcemanChilled
This shit happens to me when reverse parking. Normally I can slip right into a gap with just several inches to spare each side, but as soon there are other drivers sat there waiting for me to park, it all goes to fucking pot.
SnickOrangeCouch
TheJomsborgViking
This fucked me up in truck school. Everytime the main educator was standing there, watching, I found it really difficult to back between cones in what was called alley backing. As soon as he'd turn to go back to the classroom for the people learning maps and manual logs, I started nailing the backing to within acceptable DMV standards.
kalidewriter
every time someone watches me crochet, all the stitches get so effed up, like, come on, I was perfect five minutes ago!😆