Oh yes, you may not have noticed it sooner but I am a great pretender. Pretending that I'm doing well. Like that creepy classic song I remember my parents singing on karaoke. Truly horrible. Just my type of song, heh. Resorting to lies in order to not be looked down upon and belittled. I get that often. It's not the kind of thing you'd want to admit as these are skeletons in the closet you'd dare not open. But I deal with it every single conversation I have with people. It's becoming a part of me now. I can change, I know, but is it really worth it now? I highly doubt so. This one girl made me think about the consequences of my drastic actions, and I fear I may no longer be able to make any more connections for doing such ridiculous heresy.
Sigh. Conversations are charming. The boring, the better.