Shy-Gain that self confidence

I have to admit that I can be shy. I can be unbelievably bashful with adults and with other teens, even with the ones who are a year older than me! What really causes shyness? The fact of not knowing anyone can be overwhelming. Or, your confidence level stinks. (which is probably my case) Sometimes, shyness is heredity. It can pass down the family line. I'm very shy in cheerleading (which is a bad thing because you have to be confident and outgoing, but I'm working on it) But, I'm not always shy. At my church, we have a youth group and we always have group discussions. The groups would be very large, and I'll get nervous fearing that I may answer the question wrong or if I don't have anything to say. My little sister Jenny, is the same way and my dad can shy. I've noticed whenever my dad is in a "awkward-shy" situation, he takes a stab at humor.

However, when it comes to my other little sister, Caroline and my mom they are very outgoing and comfortable in social situations. I do put a lot of effort in trying to gain "last minute confidence" whenever I am or about to enter a social activity. I got really frustrated in cheerleading, because I was too bashful to speak and I couldn't even look at my coach in the eye. Besides that, my backhand springs were not as good as they were last week and I feel like I disappointed my coach, Keith. I could feel my eyes watering and I felt ashamed- there's got to be a way to gain some confidence.

My other cheer coach, Trey noticed my lack of confidence immediately. Ah, so shameful. There's got to be a way for me to become more outgoing. With strangers, I get flustered. I have to get comfortable first. With my classmates(simply, the people I will see every day) I'm okay. What one of my readers on here noticed that I can be self consicious. Based on my writing on here, that was what she could see and point out. And, that fellow reader is correct. I can be self consicious about certain things. Even when I get up in class to sharpen a pencil or to throw something away, someone would watch and all sorts of crazy things fill my head. And I hate walking down long aisles. There is this big mall my sisters and I visit sometimes with our mom and in the food court area, there is a ridicoulsy long aisle where eyes will be turned on you. I gritted my teeth along the way and complained under breath.

I remember when school was in session that there was this game called, "Four square" and at some point I wanted to participate.WHEN Colleen and I were friends (hence the word "when." You can read the post "friendship" to get an idea on what happened between us) She would drag me over and I would always end up watching and not playing. Why? Because I feared of being abashed. If I don't stop this nonsense, I am going to miss out in alot of things in life.

Cheer quote of the day: "Next time someone tells you cheerleading is easy, tell them to do your routine and then get back to you." Author Tif Tif, USA