Sometimes I lack social skills; I can be obtuse yet quick-witted, charming and still awkward. I’ll see the forest, but forget that it’s made of trees. I do the best I can and am constantly reminding myself that not everyone can do so well as me, and that others will always do better. When I’m on my game I’m good, but I’m not always on. I no longer try to be. I am me and that’s all I’m willing to give.
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