Born and raised in Brooklyn NY, I always dreamed of taking the stage
and seeing my name in lights. Stage freight was so fearful/terrible
I couldn't stop shaking. I couldn't imagine being on stage before hundreds
or thousands of people. Then it happened, I had the chance to get on stage
and sing my little tush off.
Standing at the side of the stage, my stomach did flip-flops as I waited
in the wings. Knees began to buckle and weaken to the stress of going out
there, I can see the audience and felt the fear burn deep, the fear so deep
that I could barely hear my name. I wanted the ground to open and take me away.
When my name was called, I slowly made my way to the stage.
What I felt in that moment, glancing at the audience, took me by surprise as
I stepped to the stage. It was the most calming feeling I have ever felt
and have yet to experience again. That is when I knew, I knew that was where
I belonged, that was my calling. That was me! I even received a thunderous
applause after singing and was told I was the best of the 3 vocalist. I,
of course, being me, laughed it off. It was a night like no other.
Now, it's sad to say, that stage freight is back hundred-fold.
I work on the stage freight but it isn't the same.
For now, I am working on my writing and the production. I like being creative,
so that helps with the writing.
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