You're very much stuck in an irrational cycle of thought, and these types of conversations about scabs and such are NOT beneficial to you in the long run.
You're seeking reassurance, which is common with anxiety (and OCD), and while you may feel a little better immediately after you receive the reassurance, it will be short lived, and the anxiety will well up again, significantly, which will cause you to want to again seek more reassurance. It's a terrible cycle and YOU have to be the one to be proactive in getting yourself some professional help to learn how to dismiss these intrusive thoughts rather than feed them.
Good luck to you.
The only thing you will miss is unhappiness. It is a short life if you are unhappy because nothing is worth doing.
I'm trying to. But I'm afraid if I just let it all go, that I'll miss something that will come back to haunt me.
My life was like that growing up. As soon as things seemed good something would turn it on its head.
You are a lot younger than me. You are the one who should be enjoying life.
So a little puncture wound would take longer than 90 mins to form a scab? And that I should stop thinking I was jabbed?
You can try hypnosis. If so, read about it first like I did, because the booklet said the more you understand and believe in it the easier it is for the hypnotist.
So a little puncture wound would take longer than 90 mins to form a scab? And that I should stop thinking I was jabbed?
I used to have a fear of being blown out of the sky during airplane trips until I realized I wasn't an African dictator and no one cared about me enough to do that. There are more interesting targets for people interested in doing that - probably the same thing applies in your situation, no one cares to go around jabbing others - nothing in it for them for one thing.
I was standing when he walked past me,
There prob is some form of counselling service available. Might ask the doctor next time.
My fear is such that I can no longer enjoy sitting on the grass in the park or going to beach as I'm worried.
It's pathetic I know. I think I'm damaged.
Ask yourself why would anyone puncture you on purpose. Then ask yourself how could this guy be skilled enough to slip in a puncture while you were walking anyway. Try to relax. You didn't scab up from an encounter.
You didn't answer my last questions.
The cut looks more like a little puncture. Does that make a difference in how fast a scab would heal? I'm guessing an hour or maybe 90 minutes elapsed from time of my worry and me seeing my leg.
People who are not suffering from anxiety don't understand it, so it is understandable that they aren't any help to you. Is there a distress center you can call? In my city it is free and you get a human - otherwise keep posting here if you want. Let us know.
Thankyou.
I'm also stressing about other things at the moment and it's all getting too much for me.
I can't talk to anyone about it because I'm just told I'm being stupid or that I'm nuts.
You wouldn't scab up that fast. It was likely just previous cuts that you provoked when you got overly interested in them.
I wall climb every other day and have cuts on the arms and legs all the time from slipping and hitting rocks. Occasionally at home I notice some new ones that I can't remember receiving so I bet you have the same thing.
Find something interesting to do and focus on it until it stops being fun then find something else. Scab picking should not be in the list. Seriously, that guy didn't do anything to you so forget him.
I was out in the city. I was looking on my phone for some shopping stores and a junkie sort of fellow covered in rash walked by me very close.
I have issues out in public with people getting too close to me.
I then sat on a seat about an hour after and happened to notice 2 dots on my leg ( looked like a bite in their position) one was tiny and red and the other had a dark brown red scab. I scratched at the scab and it bled pretty bad.
I'm worried I'd been jabbed and not noticed.....
What exactly happened? I had thought a nurse gave you a needle.
Thankyou for your reply.
Just hoping it wasn't a needle stick as I was in an area at the time that is full of people with addictions....
Nothing went wrong, nothing can go wrong, and nothing will go wrong.
Find something that you like to do and enjoy yourself instead of staring at your needle spot..