For years I've touted that I hate speaking. I hate speaking in public. It's hard. It hurts. My social anxiety soars. My performance anxiety overtakes my brain. I almost (if not do) have panic attacks. Sigh.

I went to a seminar where I was asked to speak. Wrote up a speech and everything. Guess who came to sit next to me? Guess who also had to speak?
It was an awkward moment.

T: DR! What are you doing here?
Me: *reads program* I suppose the same thing you are lol.
T: You ready for this? This crowd seems kinda nice.
Me: I'm heavily medicated for everyone's safety. Kinda wish I got drunk..
T: I'm kinda glad you didn't. You'll be fine.

She stayed, spoke before me (she usually disappears after she talks,) but she stuck around to hear me talk. It went ok. I didn't freeze up for too long. I was professional and cordial, I suppose.

Still so worried about next session. Now she'll probably think I'm a liar about the anxiety thing.