The Result of Public Speaking

To some, public speaking is the most horrible thing a person could go through. It takes more out of a person to give a speech to a group of people than it does to run a marathon. Most people's hands start shaking, and their vocals begin getting destroyed by the fear in their fast paced heart beat. They cannot either remember what they had to say, or they can hardly read what is required of them to read. As for me, well, I have a sort of bi-polar reaction when it comes to public speaking. Half of the time I am perfectly fine talking to a group of people. When this happens, I can talk precisely, make eye contact properly and even add to whatever it is that I am trying to spit out. I cannot remember a specific moment where I have been in the boat of trembling public speaking, however, when I do become frail and incompatible to public speaking things go completely change for the worse. I can possibly have a change in my voice, my words become slurred and I can most definitely not fully convey what it is I am trying to say or read. Of course, when this happens, I become extremely nervous, and it becomes hard to think clearly due to all of the adrenaline I get from my nerves. If I am given someone to respond to, I have a high chance of not being able to reason correctly with that person. I definitely can be talking to someone and they can ask me a question I know the answer to, and I would not know it at that time just because of how nervous I am. There could be something I feel strongly about, and I have all the things in the world to say about it, and just as I am put in the situation where I break confidence, I don't have a thing to say about the subject. I can put all the money in the world on someone who is strong enough in persuasion to change my ideas on something I feel deeply about. Of course not on religion, or something of that matter, but of most things. It seems that when I am elapsed into the trance found in public speaking I loose some of my memory. All of the most important things just seem to vanish straight out of my memory bank. It's kind of funny because as soon as I'm done speaking or am comfortable I remember what it is that I wanted to say or should have said. What's even more funny is that I some how never have the chance to say what it is that I wanted to say. Something always happens, whether it be we change the subject, or other people just completely never give me another chance to speak (say in a classroom, and the teach is done listening to our papers/speeches). It is a funny thing in itself because we don't have much to fear, it is not like coming face to face with a lion, just people like you and me. I guess the fear of being judged is bigger than we know.