Yes and no. I actually enjoyed doing drama and doing some stage performances in high school - I guess in those circumstances I feel like the eyes are on my character, it wasn't me as I was being someone else. The words weren't exactly mine but I could pretend that they were and add emotion to it.
Speeches or any other sort of public talking, is something I dreaded at school but I think it has a lot to do with my own feelings of unworthiness. I remember having a few disruptive classmates that didn't make standing in front of the class any easier and I also remember a teacher go off the rails at a group presentation I was involved in - I don't remember the specifics, maybe it wasn't long enough. Which also reminds me of another teacher who yelled but that traumatic experience is slightly off topic, and I still have issues with it.
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Actually I will add it but keep it on topic. You have to understand that during this part of my life, my father was terminally ill with cancer in his brain. This particular teacher came into most oh classes in a foul mood. We were learning about cpr and we had to demonstrate it with a partner in front of the class. I was called up first and I didnt even get to do the actual cpr because I only squeezed one of my friends hands instead of both, and this teacher went off her rails about me doing it wrong. It really shook me up and still has damaged my confidence. I remember one day I had to call emergency services because my father was having a seizure and his face turned purple, the operator instructed me to do Cpr but I couldn't do it, I just froze up. My father didn't die from that, luckily he did start breathing. But the thought of being in that situation again makes me anxious.
Speeches or any other sort of public talking, is something I dreaded at school but I think it has a lot to do with my own feelings of unworthiness. I remember having a few disruptive classmates that didn't make standing in front of the class any easier and I also remember a teacher go off the rails at a group presentation I was involved in - I don't remember the specifics, maybe it wasn't long enough. Which also reminds me of another teacher who yelled but that traumatic experience is slightly off topic, and I still have issues with it.
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Actually I will add it but keep it on topic. You have to understand that during this part of my life, my father was terminally ill with cancer in his brain. This particular teacher came into most oh classes in a foul mood. We were learning about cpr and we had to demonstrate it with a partner in front of the class. I was called up first and I didnt even get to do the actual cpr because I only squeezed one of my friends hands instead of both, and this teacher went off her rails about me doing it wrong. It really shook me up and still has damaged my confidence. I remember one day I had to call emergency services because my father was having a seizure and his face turned purple, the operator instructed me to do Cpr but I couldn't do it, I just froze up. My father didn't die from that, luckily he did start breathing. But the thought of being in that situation again makes me anxious.
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