Apparently I need more self-confidence. That is something that my therapist said to me during my last session. He also said don’t worry it’ll come… We’ll see.
The situation came from my trips out a few weeks ago. The Tuesday went fine, the Wednesday I had a terrible day. Worried, panicking and just wondering what the hell I was doing with my life. We deconstructed that in the session and we came to the Tuesday evening. If you ready the post from then you’ll see that I had a great night – and I stand by that I did.
There was just one thing that got to me. We were sitting eating and the guy who does the cooking in the café on a Tuesday came up and asked if we wanted anything else to drink. And asked does *he* want anything else. He has met me a few times before meeting Stacy, and I know that there was nothing to it except for habbit. But it kind of deflated me a little, and I think that the following day it just got me really down.
Where does the confidence come into it? My therapist told me that I should have corrected him – but I just don’t have the confidence to get into possible confrontational situations. I’m sure he would have not caused one – but… Oh well, learning point I suppose.