I am a spaz and that’s okay.<\/p>\n
This is what I’ve come up with after a half hour of trying to write this blog. Oh, I wrote other stuff, but what it all boiled down to was, me being a spaz.<\/p>\n
My friends know I’m a spaz and they accept it (or at least haven’t dismissed me for it).<\/p>\n
I try to curb my more spastic behaviour at work. It’s hard going. Being a natural spaz, acting like a non-spaz requires conscious effort. This effort is what I call “being on” and it’s very draining for me.<\/p>\n
Meeting new people also means curbing spastic behaviour. It’s why I find meeting new people so hard. How much spazziness is too much? I don’t know.<\/p>\n
I guess that’s all I have to say about that. Sorry. I’ll try to come up with something better for next week.<\/p>\n
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