Day 1: Something You Hate About Yourself
I hate that I am so shy in person. Really shy.
I mean, really, I am one of the nicest people you will meet, but when I meet someone and I am quiet, I resonate as a bitch. I like to think I am funny, but not a lot of people get to see that side of me.
In high school, I was in the concert choir. I sang in competition. My classmates were astounded that I could sing. None of them knew I had much of a voice because I was just one, blending into a sea of other voices. I left the solos to others. I competed in choir competitions in groups. Then, my senior year, my teacher signed me up for solos at a singing festival. I panicked. I didn't know what to sing. I didn't know who I would sing for. Why? Why was I being told to do this? I practiced for two months. I walked into the room, my teacher started playing my piano music, and I choked. Completely choked. I can sing. I can sing well. But if I have to open my mouth in front of people I don't know to sing, it doesn't happen...Unless I'm doing karaoke and I have had a little liquid encouragement. Surprisingly, I was given a superior medal, which is the highest medal you can get.
If I could change this about myself, I would. I hate being so shy, and I hate people thinking I am a bitch.
1 comment:
I was shy in high school to the point where i had social anxiety disorder ( oh, and depression, but thats neither here nor there ) but i always felt like the shyness made me seem stupid - i would meet new people and barely say a word, and i felt like it made me seem like i had nothing to actually contribute to the conversation.
So if we ever meet you wont have a problem - i know your not a bitch and its kind of like we know way too much about each other by now anyway :)
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