This article explores the fragile, deeply human journey of rebuilding confidence after a moment that shakes one’s sense of self. Through the retelling of a personal story about stage fright, it reflects the wider experience of many M3 Job Club members; people who have prepared, invested and shown up wholeheartedly, only to find themselves suddenly unsure, unseen or undone. It is a story about vulnerability, perseverance and the slow return of courage; about learning to trust a voice again, even when it has faltered before.

In 1987, one of our presenters was asked by a dear friend to be the soloist at her wedding, 6000 miles away. Flattered, she agreed. An enthusiastic yet untrained singer, she found a vocal coach and rehearsed for months. The rehearsal was glorious, her voice soared in the church’s acoustics, each note pure and true, falling as liquid gold in the stillness.

But the next day, with the church full and the moment upon her, she was struck by paralysing stage fright. She sang ‘Ave Maria – the Elvis Presley version, but to her ears it was a pale echo of the day before. After the vows, she sang the Carpenters’ ‘We’ve Only Just Begun’. It was no better. Overwhelmed with shame, she flew home the next day and stopped singing for years.
Eventually, she joined a local adult education class, ‘The Can’t Sing Club’, and began singing in a group. Later she joined a choir, though she hated performing, fearing judgement and being found lacking. She was far happier organising concerts and acting as MC. During the choir’s ‘10th Anniversary with a Wedding thrown in’, the 24 groomsmaids invited her to start their tribute. She rehearsed, and at the wedding managed to sing the second of the two lines -to the couple’s joy and amazement: “you’re singing!”

Still, stage fright clung on. Then, after a wonderful day with her adored family and holiday friends - fuelled by Caribbean sun and rum punch - she wandered into the Rum Bar in St Lucia. To everyone’s surprise and pride, she took the microphone and belted out karaoke. It wasn’t pitch perfect, but it didn’t matter to them, or to the equally rum‑fuelled audience.

Now she is preparing for the M3JC ‘Got Talent’ fundraiser in June. She has been asked to perform a lyrical, contemplative song that reflects how a working life can be reduced to history at whim - how all that was invested can suddenly feel not enough. She is rehearsing diligently, determined to deliver a performance that honours both the occasion and her talent.

And perhaps that is why this moment matters, not just for her, but for so many at M3 Job Club. The song mirrors the emotional landscape members walk through. Each verse describes something that should have been life‑defining, only to feel strangely hollow, not what was expected. Many know that feeling. They have built careers, invested loyalty and identity, only to watch them change or disappear in a moment. They have stood, figuratively, in their pyjamas on the pavement, watching the world they knew go up in flames. They have sat through the “greatest show on earth” of corporate life and sensed something missing. They have poured themselves into work they loved, only to have it vanish without warning.

And yet, just like the song, they keep going. They keep dancing. They keep showing up. They choose not to let disappointment be the final word. At M3JC, members know the quiet fear of not being enough, of not performing “as well as they did in rehearsal”. But they also know that courage is rarely a grand gesture. It is the steady decision to keep practising, to keep believing that their voice - literal or metaphorical - deserves to be heard.

So the article ends with a gentle invitation: what might open up if we allowed ourselves to keep dancing, even when the music changes?.