I enjoy writing obviously, and It has become a helpful and therapeutic hobby. From the black spiral notebook when I was sixteen, to the composition notebook when I lived in Florida, to the multiple hardcover journals, to the quote on quote "digital age" lol. Now I am able to blog and publish with the world, or not, I could just archive these blogs. And I still write manually, or by hand in my journal. I like to keep a composition notebook in case of some type of technology melt down.
Tomorrow I have to speak in front of a fairly large group of people, sharing with them my life story(partially) and how the Life Learning Center has affected my life.
I still get nervous when I'm in front of a lot of people. I have spoke in front of the entire community of grown men, convicts to be exact, when I was going through CTS in Louisville. And the stuff we shared in front of those guys was usually very personal.
I also took a speech class my first semester at NKU. I tell this story sometimes still. My first speech in that class was disasterous. I have anxiety and its the worst when I'm in social situations. I gave my speech, I had actually memorized an impressive portion of it, then cut it short and went back to my seat. At that point I started getting very teary-eyed and was having a hard time breathing. within 2 minutes I was in a full-blown panic attack, gasping for air, bawling my eyes out, blubberring and struggling to speak. "I-I-I-I j-jusss neeee-need sum air" so I went outside and recovered.....
To Be Continued.....
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