Isn't that funny, Monophonic?
yet, i can't cross a bridge or go under a tunnel or fly w/o having panic attacks.
I can do alot of things that are daring, crazy, death-defying even,
but when it comes to giving a speach in public, I become a puddle of trembling goo. I am glad I don't ever have to for the rest of my life!
The fear felt when speaking into the mic at the kingdomhell was tangible....I could taste it, feel it, touch it, hear it....It drove me into panic attacks....yet I made myself do it, which never helped....
(every other fear I have faced have mostly been conquered) but I still have this stupid fear to this day.