Suppose you’re shy. So shy that when people start talking to you you actually do that Robert De Niro Taxi Driver thing, “You talkin’ to me…You talkin’ to me?”
Your brain is trying to process this moment. Your mouth won’t move and you have no words. But your eyebrow is twitching, you’ve got a confused look on your face and a multitude of thoughts are racing through your head. You’re so surprised that you turn to look behind you, and unless there’s an invisible person there then you have to assume that, yes, this person is actually talking to YOU.
I get it. I’ve been shy for most of my life. It’s taken me years to overcome a trait that I thought I’d never be able to change. I mean, I was so shy that as a kid I’d either freeze in a stationary position or hide under my parents bed when someone knocked on the door! But of course, I have the kind of job that allows my more extroverted side to come out, and I love it!
I’ve never felt pressured to adapt my personality and I don’t think I’d ever feel comfortable trying to be like someone else. I can’t. It’s too much work. But in the past there have been times where I felt like I was missing out and hiding behind my shy facade.
These days I can’t do that. I don’t want to and it’s liberating. Don’t get me wrong, it’s okay to be shy. I’ve just chosen not to hide anymore, because life is too short not to be heard…
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