I relate to the under-pressure-blooper problem. I am always able to masterfully do whatever my hobby is at the time until... until ... until even 1 person can see me. Then I turn into a clumsy slapstick-by-accident act, reminiscent of the 3 stooges only I am just one person ... and normally I am not trying to do tricks ... fortunately I have found a comforting relief that comes with laughter. Laughter fixes so much. Ya know? I decided one day that the sweet spot in me is most certainly in confessions of the darkest secrets - the really embarassing stuff. Everybody has these small pieces of themselves all hidden away and wrapped neatly in various masks, and I like to just let myself be myself. Myself is cool. Yourself is cool too.
Haha 🤣
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So, check this out. When I do feel like talking about my embarrassing moments, I use a certain character. He's a superhero, that never gets anything right. Maybe you already read this. Maybe not. I insist you read it if you haven't.
https://steemit.com/life/@nonameslefttouse/the-time-she-made-this-man-walk-home