...it's one of the scariest things for me to do. Interestingly enough, I've done it before. In 2001, I trekked all the way from California to Indiana with my baby sister Kristi. Was probably one of the funniest experiences we ever shared together. I ended up staying in Fort Wayne for 8 months. But California called me back, and so I returned on the road - all alone.
Mom keeps pointing out how courageous it is for us to pick up and leave - I know that she is right. Still, I can't help but tense up in fear from time to time. I of course wonder about the "normal" things...work? the children's school? But what really has me reeling, is my fear of the people. A friend teased me once after I labeled myself as socially phobic. Called it the emotional disability of the 90's.
Unfortunately, I wish it was just a label. While I am quite good at faking an outgoing personality publically, on the inside I am fighting a battle to not let it consume me. I am terribly shy, even around those that I've known most of my life. My circle or comfort zone is very teeny tiny.
Finally a dig
5 years ago
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