I hate performing or reading my work in front of people. I hate the stage. I hate the anxiety that comes with it all, the fear that makes a dam of my throat. But I've realized that in being in front of others I must be another me. A strong, confident, composed me who will know how to read my words to life, in those places of dim lights and open hearts. Maybe what I have to say will touch a chord in them, perhaps the start of a melody where I begin but they end. As for the lyrics we could make them up together, or none at all. Whatever fits us in that time, in that place, in that moment.
So maybe I should ask them to breathe with me. Perhaps only then will I say what I need to, the way I need to.
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