I realized today that I haven't really given myself credit for the little things I have accomplished. A year or two ago, I couldn't go in a grocery store, order my own food, or stand in line without freaking out. Granted - it's still not the easiest thing to do. I still stutter and fidget my fingers but I don't shake or start sweating. I'm focusing so much on the big goals, I forget about the small goals. Like saying hi to new people and asking for a refill.
I surprised myself a couple weeks ago at my first home game. The marching band had lemonade and cookies with the opposing teams marching band. I didn't even hesitate to start talking to people and introducing myself. Part of it was that being in uniform boosted my confidence a little- but still! That's a great improvement from wanting to run the opposite direction and sitting by myself.
I may not be finished, but I'm getting there. After all, most of the trip is the journey.
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