I generally have no problem talking to anyone when introduced on a party, business lunch, funeral; I have no problem talking when I have an "excuse" to talk like to a bank teller, person standing near a coffee machine, girl who almost got runned over by a bus etc. And I mean not just small-crap-talking, but I can be also very open and behave like I've knew a person for 5 years...
However I still can't say to everyone everything I'd like to say.
I recall before leaving my former flat, I wanted to make an experiment with this girl flatmate and just tell her I'd like to spend my last night in the flat with her. We talked here and there before, but she never wanted to go out with me (finding some excuses) and I've kind thought she wasn't digging me, which was a perfect target for this endeavor.
So there I was last evening, waiting for her to get out of her room, she was always in a hurry and I kind couldn't keep up with the speed to stop her, react and say something. I was literally sweating and shaking by the moment I stopped her in the corridor and said that I was leaving the flat tomorrow, she kind of wished me a farewell and was just to close the door of her room when I finally interrupted her and said "...and would you like to spend a night with me?" pointing to my room with a small gesture. Her face was petrified, she literally stopped breathing in disbelief, one of her legs was shaking...She was like "...what you mean?..." when finally she decided to play dumb and said that she is tired and can't go out or something, implying that I was (in her opinion) to go out downtown and she could not go with me and "spend a night" (?!).
I was very happy after for actually being able to execute the experiment. I couldn't care less about her answer, I didn't even listen that carefully. It was all engineered just for my own benefit, to demonstrate that I'm able to, under some circumstances, say whatever I want to whomever I want.
However sometimes I still feel trapped, like in a cage, unable to say anything to anyone I like or dislike or just go around at streets and yell at people, compliment or offend them, or do just about anything I feel like doing. And that's rather strange, for how impressive is the fact we're actually always in fear of being judged.
Any advice about getting more open?
However I still can't say to everyone everything I'd like to say.
I recall before leaving my former flat, I wanted to make an experiment with this girl flatmate and just tell her I'd like to spend my last night in the flat with her. We talked here and there before, but she never wanted to go out with me (finding some excuses) and I've kind thought she wasn't digging me, which was a perfect target for this endeavor.
So there I was last evening, waiting for her to get out of her room, she was always in a hurry and I kind couldn't keep up with the speed to stop her, react and say something. I was literally sweating and shaking by the moment I stopped her in the corridor and said that I was leaving the flat tomorrow, she kind of wished me a farewell and was just to close the door of her room when I finally interrupted her and said "...and would you like to spend a night with me?" pointing to my room with a small gesture. Her face was petrified, she literally stopped breathing in disbelief, one of her legs was shaking...She was like "...what you mean?..." when finally she decided to play dumb and said that she is tired and can't go out or something, implying that I was (in her opinion) to go out downtown and she could not go with me and "spend a night" (?!).
I was very happy after for actually being able to execute the experiment. I couldn't care less about her answer, I didn't even listen that carefully. It was all engineered just for my own benefit, to demonstrate that I'm able to, under some circumstances, say whatever I want to whomever I want.
However sometimes I still feel trapped, like in a cage, unable to say anything to anyone I like or dislike or just go around at streets and yell at people, compliment or offend them, or do just about anything I feel like doing. And that's rather strange, for how impressive is the fact we're actually always in fear of being judged.
Any advice about getting more open?