I hate being nervous. Little things make me nervous. Things that didn't used to bother me. Things I couldn't even define my concern about, if you were to ask. I've tried all kinds of self-talk in situations such as this. I've asked myself what there is to be worried about. I've planned "outs" just in case. But nothing ever completely relieves nervousness. It's more physical than mental. Like a wave of queasiness that settles into my stomach and just sits there.

Even knowing that things usually turn out much better in reality than we worry about ahead of time, doesn't help. I think it actually reinforces worry. Almost like I'd rather overdo nervousness ahead of time and later laugh at how silly I was, than be completely confident going into a situation and then get tripped up by something I was unprepared for.

Oh well, at least I have a new lip gloss that I absolutely love!  ¶ 2:53 PM