So, believe it or not, my CBT is over. I’m staying on the meds at least a year, but otherwise I’ve been flying solo since the holidays. And boy did the world just try it’s darndest to get me to freak out. There were snowstorms and medical problems, and car issues and flight issues, and conferences and meeting new people and meeting smart, respected people, and talking about my...
I can do this. I can totally, totally do this. I know this. This talk will be fine. Putting myself out there is okay, look how everyone else does it as well! Generate interest, TALK to people. I can do this.
Now that I am actually home, in my own bed, it doesn’t seem that bad anymore. Weird.
What if talk is bad? Whet if I’m bit ready? Why did I put it off? What if I’m out of time? The worst that can happen uits I’m more nervous than usual. Or I can’t fully answer a question. I will get the talk done. I’ve already out lined and mostly filled it in. Imagine talk going well. Imagine networking, interacting. Imagine working hard at my desk, beginning to...