I find this topic so relevant and it is a relief to have happened into this thread. Most of my life I did blush, but it was only when people stated something that rang true on an emotional level (as if they were peering into my heart/soul). So blushing isn't that big of a problem... Here goes. Two years ago, I was on the receiving end of back to back tragedies. An auto accident and the unexpected sudden death of my 42 yr old spouse. I have what they are calling mild traumatic brain injury to my temporal lobes. (they say this area is all about emotion.) I have a masters degree and have been published. The written word has always flowed easier than the spoken word. Now, even more so. I find that when speaking to my sister I am pretty smooth. We talk on the phone daily for a few minutes. We don't talk about stressful things. But when I am there with her in person, and her children are in the room. There is so much stimulus that my voice slows and gets choppy. In more professional situations, I could be speaking to 1, 2, or a few people that I see everyday...as I am my first sentence... it is already falling apart. The recipient cocks their head, as if to try and understand. Then they give the answer to the question they think I was asking. (not actually the answer I needed). After I hear their answer, I can see how they interpreted my question. I admit my challenge with 'getting it right' and state my question in a different order (hopefully closer to the actual question that needs to be answered.) Sometimes, it comical. I start laughing at some of the things that come out of my mouth. When I laugh, others know they can laugh, too. Then I am relieved and can, if needed, shoot at the questions for the 3rd time.
Also, most jokes go right over my head. Humor wasn't really used when I was a child growing up. My father was my only parent. He wouldn't really talk to us about 'our day'. He talked when there was something we didn't do.... or we did wrong (I know this isn't unsual for that generation). As I think more clearly about all these things, it would appear that having been 'knocked off my feet' 2 years ago... that it launched me into a massive state of "self-doubt" (Someone mentioned this earlier.) I am also very passive in that I won't 'stand up' for myself or even ask important questions of people I am paying to help me thru this. (Which is understandable, I guess) Strange because I was so not that way in my career as a project manager. I was a leader of 80 some odd, creative professionals producing multi-million dollar educational software programs
In my present state of being, I do find it easier to spend time with people that didn't know me before all this happened. They accept me for who I am (delays and misunderstandings abound!) because they have nothing to compare it to. They cut me slack because they know only what I have been like 4 months ago, or 3 months ago. They see how far I come each month.
I look forward to the day when I will speak with ease, again. A day, when my thoughts and the ability to get them out occurs in a succinct and timely fashion. Yes, the day I ask the question as it exists in my mind... and receive the actual answer--will be cause for celebration!
We are all a work in progress. I just have a better excuse, than most. I don't lean on the excuse. It doesn't stop me from facing this head on every day. I also would like to add that I love who I am more now than before. I am a better human being in that I am present and grateful for each day. When it comes down to it... I wouldn't go back... forward is the only path for me. Best to all of you in your quest for understanding and growth.