Recently I 'failed' shopping, again... I can plan, organise and prepare but I lose all confidence in the actual execution. The old 'I'm shopping for my wife' excuse is no good as I fail even when genuinely shopping for her and what I'm buying is obviously way to small for me. I just cannot follow through. If it wasn't for the internet and recently my wife, I would have nothing...
Now I'm out to practically everyone I know. I have no problems telling them, talking and joking about it and showing photos. Not one of them has actually seen me dressed. If the promised 'girls night out' eventuates this will change, but that would be a situation where fear of failure, especially to that group would overwhelm fear itself. Others would be in control and I will have no ability to 'back out'.
I have only ever been out dressed twice, both times to the local support group and both times took incredible amounts of will power just to walk out the door. Again fear of failure overcame the fear...
Boy me fears nothing, I'm an adrenalin junkie who's done just about everything in the 'Boys Own Adventure' handbook. For the past thirty years I've worked in areas where confrontation was normal, fight or flight situations were commonplace and almost always resulted in the former rather than the latter, a situation I was better than most at handling. I'm not scared of any confrontation, I'm not worried about dealing with people... This fear I feel is irrational and unexplainable.
I've realised I now have everything ready for the upcoming ball except for ME... The more I think about it the more I'm sure that, on the night fear will engulf me and I will not make it passed the hotel room door. I will get all dressed up, be all ready to play but I will baulk at the final hurdle. A few hours of indecision later and I see myself back in boy mode watching from the sidelines for a few minutes before heading out to the local club. Sorrows to be well and truly drowned!!!
After the event I will be beating my self up over this lack of confidence, embarrassed at my failures but even knowing this it will not change the fear I will feel just by opening that hotel room door and walking down the hall....
I don't know what will change this... There are only four weeks to go!!!
Why am I so scared????