Facing performance anxiety-
my lifelong vocal nemesis-
is like flying with clipped wings;
floating in an updraft,
crashing to the ground.
This songbird has
For mindlovesmisery prompt: Immobilizing paranoia
I have had performance anxiety my entire life. As a singer, it has been a lifetime of frustration and terror. I love to sing with all my heart, but I am limited by my inability to sing in front of others. So I compromise and record songs and put them out on my other blog. At first, just recording them was a herculean effort, although with practice I am much more comfortable knowing that all I need do is erase it if I don’t like what I hear. Someday I would like to sing live. I am to record the background for my dad’s memorial service and I cringe at the thought that others will hear it. But I know my dad would love for me to do this for his service, so I shall persevere.