One day I woke up and realised that view was rather self centred - most people didn't care at all, as they had there own stuff going on.
I still had that niggling feeling of concern of what others thought of me, but turned this I to a positive and drove myself to do some rather interesting and creative things in terms of my look/style and the activities I took part in.
It worked for me as I was freed from worrying, (but also to a degree pleased when those I did care about, noticed).
> the only person they are obsessing about is the main character to them, themself
seems obvious in retrospect.
I think there are shades of this, which is to say the level of judgement can vary.
I feel that in a smaller city my social anxiety is not as strong as when I’m in a larger city.
In larger cities, I feel much more evaluated and judged ie eyes on me looking at my clothes, checking me out, etc despite being a much more detached and impersonal environment than smaller cities where I just feel ignored. Maybe it’s just more people around putting me more on edge.
Do you remember the face of these persons? I can tell you that I don't.
Nobody really cares about strangers in big cities. They are part of the background. Sometimes you are struck by something then you move along. Even people who might actually be judging you will have forgotten you exist minutes later. That's the beauty of cities.
For those with anxiety, one of the best pieces of advice I ever received (that also took me years to internalize!) was the corollary to this: nobody is thinking about you in a critical way, at the level that you are criticizing yourself, because they are their own main character. Which is incredibly freeing, because the anxious person’s assumption that one embarrassing moment will turn into them obsessing about your failure… is absolutely nonsensical, because the only person they are obsessing about is the main character to them, themself.