I had set a mission for myself to see my favourite band two nights in a row and meet them on the second night. I originally wanted my mom to be near me the majority of the time, freaked out when she decided at the last minute that she prefers to just not be there for the stuff, only getting me 1 VIP ticket. Heart was pounding, mind was racing, thinking over the event for about a couple months. It was sort of a Christmas present to myself though.
But I looked at it as a challenge for myself and I wanted to tell them what I didn't on their previous tour. I was completely frozen in my mind with that particular meet&greet so only really knodded in agreement back then(4 years ago). So the concert part of it I could handle, first night was good and my brother sat next to me up high in the balcony. Then I sat by myself in the second row from the stage for the second night. My mom came with me to that show but she had to sit about 7 rows back from me
After a great performance... I felt my anxiety kick in because I had to wait near the front of the venue for the band to be ready for the meet&greet. I thought I could do that on my own but I was so nervous about talking to the band that my mom ended up coming in with me to meet them. She asked for permission beforehand and they had no problem with it. And to make it more interesting I was second in line.
I made a note to them of what I wanted to say and contructed a little book to place it inside of out of foam paper with a gold ribbon tied around it to keep it shut. I tell you that was the most amazing meet&greet I had. I actually managed to say a few sentences to them(I figured it stop after "Hello") and my note was read by the lead singer.
What it had consisted of was that I told them about my anxiety I have to deal with and how that whole experience was a challenge for me. Just spread some awareness about it to them.
After he read it, he totally totally understood it that he gave me a hug and when they signed a book for me. He said there is so much stigma attached to it and thanked me for the nice note and loved the booklet I made. Before leaving the room he said to me "You seem to be handling it quite well". Which was kind of half true but made me feel so good on the inside.
I did do way better than I had imagined and I just wanted to share that since I had good cry when I came back home. A good kind of cry, more of a "wow, did I really do that earlier, that was awesome" lol