I, against my better judgement, decided to play the piano whenever the room kinda cleared out whenever I went with my Mom to a talent show at a local church. I don't like playing in front of people, because of how nervous it makes me, so I wait for the upper floor to clear, and everybody went and got snacks/drinks, and I played a couple songs on one of the uprights in the side room. Of course, my Mother hears me, and so does the pastor (he gave me a key years ago, but they had to replace the lock within the year I got the key, because it was getting old), and I'm told that I would be welcome to play on the grand piano (and it's nice, lol). So, I try to politely refuse, but I get the "I INSIST" look from a couple of people, so, I breakdown and start playing on the other one. I had to do everything not to have a nervous breakdown, but they liked my playing, so I'm welcome to come back and play on it any time, even on weekdays or whenever (students and trustworthy people can go in and play).
I'm happy and grateful that I've been given permission to go in, but it felt like my heart was going to burst from fear when I got caught playing piano.
I'm happy and grateful that I've been given permission to go in, but it felt like my heart was going to burst from fear when I got caught playing piano.