I grew up with a severe social anxiety disorder, it was only this September that I started beta blockers to help and they worked social wonders for my wedding. But at the start of December I lost my pills and was off them for almost 2 weeks, I am still not back to the point where my anxiety is not an issue.
So Christmas day we went to our second dinner on my husbands side. His grandmothers friend was hosting the event in his home - in attendance was his grandmother, his mother and her boyfriend, his aunt plus the host and his partner.
Normally at these things I am able to simple nod and smile to get by - everyone gets that I an painfully shy and no one has ever gone out of their way to humiliate me, until this year that is.
The host didn't like the fact that I was shy, despite almost all of the guests pointing out that there was no problem with it. He would ask me questions and I tried to answer to the best of my ability but instead he constantly poked fun at how quiet I was and seemed almost mad about it, but I just continued to smile and laugh and nod in hopes it would end soon.
Dinner was ready (buffet style) and to my horror it was all "high end" dishes with lots of ingredients (I am a severely picky eater as well), I only had some salad, a bun and a baked potato on my plate. I didn't even plan on eating the baked potato as you could see it was filled with a lot of random things but I took it to fill my plate and avoid humiliation.
Well the host noticed the small amount of food on my plate and made a scene about it, luckily my husbands aunt swooped in and turned it into a joke about how if they all ate like me that they wouldn't all be obese - I was so grateful that she took the attention away from me! During dinner they began to discuss the dessert options - coconut cream pie and cheesecake - and the host made a joke that I'd likely take neither... Even though he was right I commented that I had never tried cheesecake so I'd be willing to try a small piece.
As dinner began to wind down the host noticed that I was just picking around the edges of the baked potato - so he very loudly began to explain to me the process of making it and every ingredient inside - he also made sure everyone had seen that I had been poking at it because I didn't like it. I was humiliated by that, I felt my cheeks burning up and tears welling up in my eyes... but his grandmother noticed and pulled the conversation towards herself. (She also later confided in me that she understood what I was going though and that it gets better).
Dessert time was fast approaching and I quickly realized that I was apparently the only one who would even be eating dessert, as soon as the host asked me if I was ready I had to sheepishly comment that I was actually not hungry despite being starving - I did not want to be the only person eating dessert when I knew I was likely going to try it and dislike it.
My husband excused himself to the washroom and the host quickly snatched up the seat beside me, when my husband came back he stood awkwardly on the opposite side of the room unsure of what was happening. The host began to become very loud in telling stories and often hit me in the arm as he told me, him touching me was crossing a line. He then turned attention back to me because I had only drunk water, he teased me and made some more humiliating jabs that I just smiled through.
At this point my husband tried to save me by saying we had to get home to feed the animals but the host quickly dismissed the idea of us leaving after "only" 2 hours over. After another half hour of the torture my husband was finally able to usher me away from the table and into the living room with his grandmother, we were able to excuse ourselves shortly later and walked home instead of waiting for the ride that the host insisted on giving an hour after.
On the way home I expressed how unbelievable the host was in repeatedly humiliating me despite being told by my in laws that I was very shy and always had been! I hated how he thought it was unacceptable for me to be too shy to have a conversation and how he refused to be polite to me considering this is our first meeting. My husband explained that he is just someone that takes getting used to but I feel like I shouldn't be expected to "get to know him" after what he put me through.
I told my husband that next year we could have his mother and grandmother over because I would not be going to that mans house ever again... but my husband feels like I am overreacting and that I need to give him a chance. My husband is so fixated on trying to have a big family tradition for his side that he is ignoring how uncomfortable I was made during my time in that home and expects me to tolerate that kind of abuse again.
Does anyone think I am overreacting? Or is it a good thing for us to invite those he is related to over to our home where I can be comfortable?
Re: Humiliated Over Christmas
Nonwithstanding your social anxiety, look into a professional or social based group that you can join --- an become as active a member as you can be.:)
Partake in committes, discussions the club has during meetings, get involved with the social aspect of it! (every club I know has a social facet, even if it is a professional group that is related to one's business or occupation)
You will find something to do, you'll show people how smart you are and you'll have a good time --- this should do wonder for allaying your shyness.
If there is a Toastmasters group, sign up for that: this is public speaking. This will also work on your shyness issue.
That host sounds more than just a little rude.
The next time you go to somebody's house for dinner, bring a dessert that will be welcome, even to the more finnicky eaters or steadfast dieters --- something fresh fruit or a pie that isn't full of sugar and other high calorie addidtions. Apple cobbler or berry cobbler usually is less of a caloric insult -- bring ice cream, etc. Even dieters can stand even the smallest scoop of ice cream.
Lots of guests bring stuff to people's homes, when there is a party or a dinner party.:)
Consider taking cooking lessons! Find recipes that you, the finnicky eater, will love to put together -- there are fantastic diabetic/gluten free recipes/cookbooks out there.:)
Work on allaying your shyness. Life is too short to be fenced in by something that can be worked on --- getting back to the social/business organization: you'll find dozens of people to talk to; that's because all of you have a common cause you are interested in.:)
Consider learning Kung Fu or some other martial arts! Great discipline and a great confidence builder, too.
Dance lessons of any kind are also great for discipline and building your self confidence.
Shyness is bordering on an illness ---- have you ever discussed your shyness with your health care professional?
And do not mess with any kind of medication you are prescribed to take --- when you lost your supply, why didn't you call in and get a refill? Tell them you've lost what you had; they may have to call your doc and get the okay but wow, it sure is better than going without.
Well, the saying is true, money can't buy everything. In this case, money cannot buy class or a kind heart. I'm sorry this happened to you!
I think you should try and focus on how awesomely YOU handled all of this crud this jerk tossed your way. Seriously, from what you described, it sounds like this man would have had most women on the edge and you dealt with it very gracefully and graciously. Applause!!! Keep thinking about your response and manners in the whole episode. You did very well.
Maybe see this as a step in a good direction. You got this event under your belt. Honestly, could things get that much worse then what occurred here??? If you made it through this, you could get through anything.
JFC. Thank you. Especially if you don't know the person well. This is all in the same vein of "It's just a joke. Lighten up!". Why is it o.k for the "joke teller" to upset other people and make it THEIR problem when they don't find it funny??
Why isn't simply respecting that some people are quiet, or don't eat a lot, or just DIFFERENT from you o.k.? why do these things have to become fodder for the host to make fun of them??
There are plenty of time and places to joke around and have fun - but singling someone out (especially someone you've invited to your home) and "poking fun" to emphasize their differences is just mean.
But WHY OH WHY is it o.k. for his family to offend YOU? Why are their feelings more important than yours??? The woman he loves enough to wanted to marry and spend the rest of his life with? Why dont' YOU matter?
You've been married long enough that even if he can't fully understand your anxiety, he should know damn well when you're uncomfortable and upset.
You're making excuses for him just as much as he's making them for himself.
Oy. while I agree that perception can play a role, it is NOT "all" that matters. While maybe the host really meant to be lighthearted, it could still be that he actually WAS an asshole about it. Other people came to her defense - she wasn't the only one who saw and heard what he was doing.
Or he MEANT to be an asshole. We don't know. And perhaps the OP doesn't really know. But it still doesn't matter - "poking" fun at someone who you don't know if they'll take it as such is wrong and MEAN.
Plus - the way the OP describes everything, it would also take an incredibly obtuse person (the host) to realize its not time to back the fuck off. Which is why I think he wasn't simply "poking fun" at her. He saw she was upset but still kept AT IT.
From the host's point of view - you came over, sat meekly at the table and didn't talk to anyone. Didn't eat anything and kind of picked at your food. Dinner was 'high end' to your horror - but in his mind he had taken the care and expense to prepare something nice, that you turned your nose up at. I'm not saying to eat it, I'm saying to give a reason that accounts for your host's feelings.
If you were going to a dinner party to not talk to anyone, not touch anyone and not eat anything - why did you even go? Your husband may be a fan of big family events but he surely knew this about you going in.
Look - I get it. I'm a nightmare at dinner parties. Not only am I a vegetarian (the bane of all dinner party guests, I know, I know), I have a severe autoimmune disease. On my medications I cannot drink at all - just water for me too. So I make a joke about it to pass it off if it comes up. I've been forced into sobriety. I have a water addiction, I know it's weird. I like to pretend it's straight vodka. Ha ha ha, moving on. I get tired quickly and randomly, with symptoms flaring up at will and when it comes on and I am not with people I'm comfortable with seeing me in a moment of weakness I politely excuse myself and go to the washroom, or go make a phone call in another room, or 'go check on something' in the living room on my phone. My husband then comes to check on me and if we have to leave to do politely and graciously.
I agree that the host seems more like he was trying to involve you and lighten things up rather than being deliberately horrible to you - he obviously should have picked up on your cues right off the start. Unfortunately he didn't, and you are left feeling like this.
Hopefully with some proactive steps and thinking it through the next time you have a social outing like this it won't be so bad.
Good luck.
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Him saying that there is no reason to be shy is a very common phrase when someone is trying to break the ice or re-assure someone that they are welcome and can relax. That really doesn't sound malicious.
Focusing on the food being too nice is taking away the gravity of the real issues that happened.
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