When I was young I was always more likely to go through with something scary if there were people I knew around me, because I always had so much to prove to others.
Later, I preferred to be alone because then nobody could see me fail. Invisibility was my friend; hide in the corners, linger at the back, lurk in the shadows. Let no one notice, and avoid all ridicule.
Now, I don’t care who’s there. Fail or succeed. Alone or with company. Friend or stranger. Because these days I don’t choose to do anything I don’t really want to do, and if I really want to do it, then it’s happening. Regardless of the audience.