“Thank God That’s Over! Now I Never Have to do Public Speaking Again.”

A shy kid’s reluctant evolution into extroverted adulthood

Photo by Joshua Eckstein on Unsplash

I remember the moment I realized I was shy.

I was about four years old, and I was asleep in our family’s red wagon. When I woke up from my nap, a woman who was my mom was pulling me along. But instead of crying out, I…