Once upon a time, there was an outgoing and strong girl who gave all appearances of being fearless. And then when she wanted to attend a gigantic blogging conference in New York City she found herself too scared to go.
I don't know anyone, she thought. What if the people I interact with virtually don't like the me in person, she worried. I don't have a buddy to face all these strangers with, no one to cling to the wall with if I feel intimidated, she fretted. My clothes and shoes and accessories and hair and makeup and ohmygoodness I need to lose 20 pounds instantly and have a facial and...OH what in the world will I ever say when someone asks me what my "goals for blogging" are?! she thought to herself, while mentally wringing her hands.
Then she thought, maybe she would just hide in the bathroom like her favorite blogger, but then no one would talk to her at all because she's not famous like Jenny. Which is fine, but who wants to pay for airfare, conference passes and a hotel room just to stay in the bathroom cringing with fear for three days?
So that girl, who actually really wanted to go to this blogging conference for many reasons, stayed home. And sulked. And kicked herself for being stupid.