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Anatomy of stage fright

Scientists now understand why performing in public turns many of us into wrecks

By Sara Solovitch   July 2015


For most of my adult life, virtually no one knew I played the piano. And that was how I wanted it. Playing the piano had once defined me, but so, too, had my stage fright. I played well when there was nothing at stake but put me in front of an audience and my hands would ice over while sweat soaked my palms and fingers. When I quit aged 19, my parents protested that I was giving up the best part of myself. You’ll go back…

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