The first time I read in public I was at work reading stats at a staff meeting as to my progress on getting a project done. Years later I found myself doing much the same thimg at a different company. Luckily no one really commented much my biggest fear was to have them snoring through the report but they just stared with the glazed look of caffeine deprived labrats.
Sadly, I had to read the eulogy at my moms memorial. I was a ball of nerves; surrounded by seniors from my moms retirement home half of which didn't like her as she managed to land Geroge, a candidate for prime real estate at the place. The others were family members and friends who I knew wouldn't bite. However when I am nervous I talk with my hands. I nearly upended a water glass and was close to send a microphone flying. I was afraid the ashes were going to start heckling me. I can still hear moms voice in my head "SLOW DOWN"
Finally, I was at my first book launch for a book I wrote. DEAD ON ARRIVAL, and I had to read a section that was riddled with typos. I was tripping over my own words as I adlibbed my own material.
In each case the venues were not huge but still as I had been merciless tormented as a kid during public speaking events, that fear carried through to adulthood. I do not like the nasal tone of my voice and that makes me nervous as well. I guess I will just have to practice before I need to go out and do it again.