I'm not what you'd call outgoing, or particularly social. I'm not unfriendly, I just have the personal confidence and independance of a piece of fluff. I don't like unfamiliar situations. I'm fine with routine, familiar surroundings are no problem. When push comes to shove, I'm not overly shy talking to people, so it's not that. I just don't trust
myself. When I'm stressed, details pass right by me and I don't see them. My brain shuts off if I need to listen to directions. The second I put down the phone, I couldn't recount the conversation I just had-- it's already gone. I was too busy worrying about things. Worry worry stress stress panic.
So here's my struggle: I have never gone to a music gig before, and I've always wanted to experience it. Even if it's just once, being there at a live show. It sounds amazing. There's this thing happening in London in November, and I found tickets... and then my brain immediately came up with a million reasons why I shouldn't go.
First it was, "I can't go on my own". Then I found someone willing to go with me.
Then it was, "But I can't travel 3 hours by train on my own", because I need to have a clear plan in my head of what I'm doing, where to go, what all the possibilities are... without familiarity I am extremely easily lost. Just thinking about it stresses me out.
And then family, feeling sorry for me (that sure helps the self-esteem!) offered to drive me to meet up with the friend I'd go see the show with.
And now I'm like... well shit, I have no more excuses. But I'm still terrified at the prospect.
I don't exactly have the money to be paying for this, but that was never a concern in the first place, so I can't suddenly hide behind that reason. My friend will lead me by the nose if necessary, and I feel completely at ease with that part. I'm fine being lead. I don't like the fact that family is willing to inconvenience themselves to make this happen for me. I'm overwhelmed with appreciation (not to mention quite teary about it), but now the desire to do it is overpowering. It's being offered on a silver platter...
just fucking take it already!!
But I'm still
scared, and to be quite honest, I'm pissing myself off with this. When I found out about this gig I was REALLY excited about going. I've been really into his music lately, and it'd be one of those memories you hold onto forever, you know? And man, I sure lack those. I never do anything exciting, never step outside my comfort zone. I stay reasonably happy where I am. Sometimes not so much.
Well, truth is, very little comes anywhere close, geographically, or thematically, that even tempts me. Except this. Now I'm tempted.
Now I want it. But I challenge myself so rarely, that it still feels like there's a mountain between me and it, despite just how close it is.
So here's my chance. Every wall I imagined in front of me crumbled with the help of friends and family... so why can't I bring myself to say the final 'Okay, I'll go'?
And what sort of replies am I even expecting from this? ...I dunno. I mean, I can probably guess. And maybe all I need to hear is a bit of encouragement, or maybe not... maybe I just needed to offload the anxiety somewhere. I'm going straight to bed after I post this, no second chances to chicken out or second-guess. I want to see how I feel about it in the morning. This whole thing has made me feel pretty darn pathetic, honestly. But deep down, I know it's about more than just going to a sweet gig. It's more important than that. I need to do it just to prove I can. Otherwise, what good am I as a person? For those kinds of stakes, surely it's not so bad to let those who love me help if they want to.