All posts tagged: eye contact

One of the Weirder Moments of Eye Contact I’ve Had Recently…

Eye contact can be challenging for me sometimes. I know it’s important, I know it makes people feel heard and connected, but damn it be awks sometimes. It’s incredibly intimate and makes you feel seen. It reminds you that, hey, you are right there. That’s you. A good friend of mine got married this past summer and after the ceremony she pointed something out to me I hadn’t realized before. “You have to maintain eye contact for a long time. Like, way too long,” she said, a fellow introvert who probably is as much of a fan of eye contact as I am. I’d never thought of this. Over the past few years I’ve been to a lot of weddings. A lot. If weddings were Cheetos and I was pouring myself a bowl for the past two years that bowl would be full. You know what I mean? Cheeto metaphor? Jared and I have attended so many weddings we foolishly thought planning a wedding would be easy. We thought it would be as breezy as a sailboat on a …

Ask What You Want Wednesday | Mastering Eye-Contact

I have a really hard time making eye contact when I’m talking to the guy I have a crush on. How can I get better at making eye contact? Eye contact is something a lot of people struggle with, even those without anxiety. I have a dear friend who is wildly extroverted and comfortable in social situations, but when we talk one-on-one she tends to close her eyes while talking. I’m always like, “Claire, what are you doing?” It is especially challenging to our generation who communicates so much through texts, or instagram, twitter, etc etc…fewer and fewer forms of flirting are face to face interactions. Here’s what I always remind myself: you don’t have to stare forever. Eye contact doesn’t have to be constant. In fact, it’s better if it’s not. Imagine someone staring into your eyes without blinking, for an entire conversation, forever and ever. Awkward. This is what I do. I make eye contact briefly, usually when I start saying something, then look at what’s in my hands or I look somewhere …