Hi. I’m shy. How are you?
It would have been such a relief to be able to have introduced myself that way over the years. Somehow, though, till very recently, being shy felt like something I should try to hide. A defect. Why? It just always seemed “less than.” Less than confident, less than assured, less than secure. Less than successful. Less than appealing.
In my mind, shy was always lumped into the same category with my frizzy, unruly hair, the braces on my teeth, the patch I had to wear over one eye when I was in second grade. Obviously, it goes way back.
I don’t know about you, but for me, being shy always equaled being nervous. Not knowing what to say. Tongue-tied, blushing, sweaty. The nervous nerd’s trifecta.
So, through the years, along with everything else a person works on in life, I’ve tried really hard to hide my shyness and not be nervous. Or at least to keep those parts of myself hidden from view. It’s gotten easier over the years. Decades of practice helps.
But you know, at a certain point, you just get tired from all the effort that’s required to pretend you’re anything that you’re not – or that you’re not anything that you really are.
And that’s where I am now. Hi. I’m shy. You, too? What do you know? Let’s talk. I’ll bet we’ve got a lot to say.