Events where people go to see and be seen. In my past life (only, like, a few weeks ago), if I’d been invited to such a gathering, I wouldn’t have gone. They’re not my people. I would’ve had major impostor syndrome. I’m wittier on paper. More interesting via email. I wouldn’t be able to hold anyone’s attention long enough to have a single conversation. I’m realizing that fear was getting a lot of playing time on my team. Time to ride the bench, buddy.
