I want to represent myself well.
Obsessively well? (Would that really be a surprise?)
Anyway, I introduce myself into so few social situations that when I do, I want it to go decently. With my peculiarities, that takes a lot of mental grit.
Gritty isn’t a good look on me. It sits wrong on my sugary soul.
The result? Awkwardness. Sharp awkwardness that leaves the world uncomfortable in my presence.
So, I want to represent myself well because I always come off so poorly.
Hello, cyclical failure.
Cyclical failure, unfortunately, is quite at home on my sugary soul.