i believe it's going both ways. some people touched on it.
Dead is wrong in assuming that it's "the world's fault"... although that's one way of looking at things it's basically stripping him, stripping you- Dead, of control. You're basically accepting defeat.
Your time spent incarcerated definitely has something to do with this.
Hell, I had only the beginnings of anxiety/social anxiety and paranoia before I was arrested for pot... and after I was arrested, although it was a pretty small offense... I became really anxious. I felt like "everyone" thought I was a bad guy, or stupid for getting caught... I can't really explain but it was like this made things a lot worse for me. I went through a pretty rough period. My life's been really screwed up/my health has been screwed up... and I can't really pin actual causes.
But I don't know.. DeadLife... I don't know what to tell you. Insight? "it's a little bit of both"... in that your problems with society are of course part you and part "them". One thing you might do, if you haven't (I try), to find peace, is to drop expectations, and realize that although you're experience is very unique to yourself, and you feel targeted... people around you are fighting that exact same thing in their own ways, very likely.. on different levels.
You might be making it easier for them, too, by looking to them. One thing that keeps coming to mind... how do you know they're looking at you, Etc... unless you're looking at them??? That could be one thing.. you're looking at them, bro.. you're nervous.. you've been broken.. by yourself/society it's all the same!... and you're in ways calling out for help, like you've done here. But people see you looking at them, and perhaps I don't know.. i don't know how you're looking at them.. but maybe they just don't know what to make of it. Maybe their reaction is more "what? why? what do you want? i don't know you. stop looking at me."
I don't know.
I just know that although people are capable of doing what you say, there is more likely something wrong with you- and I don't mean that in a bad way, and you know that... than society is really out to get you. And I don't mean it's something to get upset over. Hell.. I can't eat. There's really something wrong with me. I literally cannot eat hardly anything anymore without feeling sick (food allergies to just about everything, that i know of.) I was eating hemp seeds.. hemp seeds only, for a few months and those treated me the best, but right now I can't be sure that they're not also making me sick. I'm fucked up. I'm beyond help (at least currently). I'm completely alone in the world. I can't date. My family thinks I'm exaggerating everything. My father tells me to "eat real food", seemingly himself tired of my "picky eating". Absolute stupidity and no compassion. They have no fucking idea. Now I can continue on this path and be pissed off at others, or I can pull a Jesus and say "forgive them, (higher consciousness), they know not..."
be the hero. be your own hero. find your sense of humor. when you drive stop looking at other drivers so much. like i said if you see them seeing you... uhh.. you're looking too, and people just simply react.. like "uhhh" and might make a face.. if they're younger say early 20s riding together, or teens.. you know, they're just "stupid".. they're just being stupid they're feeding off of one another and yea they might be making fun of you. don't take it personally.
i really don't know what to say, but i know at times i've felt what you seem to be getting, at least in some quantity i have... people chuckling about the way I was walking after being on E for a day, with tons of other problems. living for years with an undiagnosed milk allergy as well which is known cause in some people schizophrenia like symptoms. food allergies can be behind a lot of things, and my life was basically ruined from an early age by them. i got by, and had some pretty normal times, at times (in between lots of infections of my ears), aside from being "weird" in general, which i can't blame on anything really. but i know that later on when it got worse- when my symptoms started to show more, as they laid hidden for years... when these symptoms started to show more, i lost friends. i withdrew. people that i used to talk to, that used to seek me out for advice and for fun and friendship... stopped doing it. girls that i used to talk to because of my sudden mumbling and ... difficulty in life that i can't explain, turned to each other and shook their heads, giving up. it really hurt at the time, but now, i can't blame them. i really can't. everyone's got their own life to live, and i think they just assumed i had smoked too much marijuana or done too much acid, or it effected me weird, or what.. but .. i have no conclusion to my bits.
i don't know. you can see i'm rather fucked- myself..
i feel like a cartoon character trying to crawl up a cartoon water-fall. irl one can't crawl up a waterfall, but in a cartoon i think you know the image i'm getting.
advice for you? fake it. as they say, fake it until you make it/some headway..
smile
stop paying attention to other people when you're out, so much. don't be rude to those you need to interact with... force a smile.. a small one...
what got me by was forcing a "tense" smile.. that seemed to help. just doing something with my face... acting occupied... turned into being occupied, and genuine smiles at times.
your awkward gait.... do you exercise? run? i notice i am more self conscious in general when i haven't been at all active. you say you're built well, but i don't remember reading about exercise.. other than weight lifting. but that in itself could cause a more stiff gait...
about people really calling you retard kid or autistic kid... as much as that i know probably gets to you... and my saying this doesn't help... don't let it get to you. that's their own karma to deal with.
like you said, i think.. you want to get to the point where you're not relying on others for your own well-being and everything. maybe try meditation? maybe keep journaling? maybe listen to your angels, or God? (if you believe in that?)
as crazy as i am for doing so, i tend to write... a lot... every day.. much of the time just to myself in files that i don't save. they go on and on and on for days and i use it as sort of a feedback system then i delete it without a thought. i become the audience as i write my thoughts... my advisers.
it's like i'm reporting on a lot of things. how i acted at the store.. how a girl acted toward me... how i basically felt around others that day... why i feel i'm improving in some way. how am i strong, and how am i weak? what did i eat that day that might contribute to feeling well, or bad? eating such and such food makes me anxious. eating this makes me irritable.
i don't know. i probably didn't help you.