to everyone. I am just a filler of space and awkward silences in conversations. I am a joker, a sarcastic comment, a random anatomical part vocalized up in Gaiser.
Part of this is my own doing- I don't trust people and I don't like to tell them how I'm feeling. And unfortunately I know that. I avoid talking about myself by asking everyone else questions- which is great if these people responded with a question for me. But no. Everyone's favorite topic is themselves. If they don't have to inquire my mind then they don't. Don't get me wrong- I am my own favorite topic too; I am human after all.
My gift of being genuinely interested in other people's lives is also my curse.
The big question is: Do I want to fix this? Or do I just keep this perpetual cycle going?
Decisions, decisions...
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