Waiting for the courage.

Have I mentioned that I am not an outgoing person? In a room with other people, silence is not my friend. Any silence tends to be awkward silence. With my family, words come out of my mouth with nary a second thought, or any prior thought for that matter. With others, words come rarely if at all. When they do they are not something to be proud of. My intelligence quotient takes a 30 point drop with others in the room, and heaven knows I don’t have points to spare. All I want to do is relax and be myself. Why is that so hard?