How I Overcame Public Speaking Anxiety at My First National Conference

The day my untrapped authority introduced itself

I was in a hotel room in Arizona, crying my makeup off, and my sister wasn’t answering the phone.

That’s where this story starts.

Not on the stage.

Not at the podium.

In a hotel room, alone, across the country from my kids, fighting back tears I didn’t even see coming — because that’s what extreme stress does to me. Always has. My dad used to say, you cry…