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Petrina's avatar

Absolutely loved this story! Kimberlee is my hero!

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Deborah Alborell's avatar

This sounds a lot like my life, only mine wasn't quite so traumatic. Always was shy and with my nose in a book as a child. Collage was a challenge. Then when I was almost 40, I met the man who forced me to get out of my shell. The first time I escorted him to a concert, meeting the crowd afterwards, I wouldn't let go of his arm. In the days working up to a performance (for him), I would be sick to my stomach, couldn't sleep, and be shaking all over on the way there. The thing that really helped me out was a homeopathic medicine called "argentum nicitrum" which really calmed me down with no side effects. There are others too, but that's the one that worked for me. I got used to "gigging". Everything is better with practice. Now if I could just get over dealing with the medical profession. I have a lifetime of disasters with them, and the homeos have improved those experiences at all. Maybe it's them and not me!! :-)

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