I was fine when I was younger. I had many friends and was quite popular, though I didn't like too much attention and just wanted to play. When I reached college (I'm currently at my third year) I noticed the development of my social anxiety and possibly PTSD, I am wondering why I have these problems when there's nothing wrong with people around me... so I thought this means it's me who's got something wrong.
I sweat a lot when people look at me or when I hear them talking about me especially strangers, I get dizzy thinking about what if I'm wrong and embarass myself, and my emotions are uncontrollable when I remember something embarrassing or traumatizing. Because of these I avoid people, I avoid everyone and everything that may be too troublesome for me, like meeting new friends and going out together with classmates for lunch or not showing myself to a person who wants to talk to me. I then realized that I hate people, aside from my family ('cause they're family duh).
I hate my 'friends'/classmates even though I know their stories. I don't know why but I just hate them for making me talk to them and do some stuff that they like but I'm not interested in.
I hate how people are noisy and so boasty, I mean can they keep their business to themselves like I keep mine? I always ask them In my mind, are you being inconsiderate on purpose? Why say that when that can hurt a person's feelings?
However, with humans being this normally pain-in-the-butt, I consider myself as the problematic one here. Why am I like this? Why do I get pissed off at everyone but get anxious when around them? And when I try to engage it doesn't work out and I make a fool out of myself which adds the an embarrassing file in my head to be retrieved by my PTSD to make me suffer. Should I just live like this until I die? I can't control it.
Thanks for the advice in advance.