I lack tact.
I suck at social situations most of the time.
I’m fine with that.
That caveat aside, I know exactly what I want to say when I open my mouth. 345 more words
If anyone other than me is actually reading these posts, that’s cool. If you like them, that’s great! If it bugs you that all the posts center around me and my life (specifically my failures and inabilities), sorry, but I’m writing this as an open diary, so it’s basically going to be all about me. 396 more words
I have always considered myself an introvert, shy, or whatever the similar term might be depending on my age. I learned in high school how to be charming around people, because at some point you are no longer going to be invited to a lunch table just because you’re new, and part of me knew that. 349 more words
Maybe it’s just me. I mean, I wouldn’t be surprised. I’m pretty strange, but physical touching just makes me so uncomfortable. Everyone else seems completely fine with hugging their friends and exchanging little happy “I love you!”’s… but I just can’t do it. 772 more words