Blogging my Nervous Breakdown

Ok...so I'm going to go sing and play a couple songs in front of a hall full of people who've never heard me sing before. Using an unfamiliar guitar.

But it's okay, because they're all your family. If you screw up, they probably won't care too much...

I already know I'm not the most skillful person here...my cousin's way better.

It doesn't matter,  you're not the worst person here either, and she's been doing this for way longer than you have. People will appreciate the effort.

I'm singing out of key. HOLY CRAP. I'm. SINGING. OUT OF KEY. And this is only the sound check. How am I EVER going to get through this?!?! Abort mission! Abort, I say!

If you want to ever be able to live your dream of doing this for a huge audience of strangers, You're going to have to get over all this and play for your family today.

Maybe I should rethink this dream of mine...

No, no. You're going to sing and you're going to rock it. Okay, time for a pep talk:

Try not to screw up too much, but if you do, it's okay. Your family will still love you. Maybe.

Oh, goodness. I'm not very good at this, am I?! Thanks for trying, little voice in my head.