Wednesday, September 30, 2009

frazzled



I am nervous about tomorrow.

I don't have to confront a youth on their poor choices.

I don't have to tell a parent that their teen is self mutilating themselves.

I don't have to address the township council on youth issues.

I don't have a meeting with the Mayor, the federal Member of Parliament.

I am leading a fundraising training event for my peers.
apparantly my mind and body agree that this is the worst possible thing that could happen to me.
Of all the public speaking I have EVER done.  I am the most nervous about this. I think it is the expectation that my training will take away all the barriers and bad habits that we all develop as fundraisers.  I know I can't live up to that.

Can I call in sick and just hang out with kids in starbucks?

sigh
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