ljwwriter
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This morning I went to my school campus to speak with an adviser about which classes I should take and although it was a relatively short affair I was still very uncomfortable. I've been hiding myself away from the world quite a bit over the last few months and so it was really pretty depressing to realize that much of the same discomfort I experienced around people two years ago is still very much alive and well.
Before I got to speak with an adviser I had to sit in a little waiting area where a few other people were. I knew the look on my face was one of worry and discomfort and I had no idea how to change it. So I wasn't at all surprised when I caught a few questioning looks and stares from other people. One teenage girl just stared at me unabashedly as if she were a little child and I did my best to avoid her eyes. And another lady looked at me as if there were something wrong. I hope it was all in my imagination, but I guess at this point I know better. It's going to be a long school semester.
Before I got to speak with an adviser I had to sit in a little waiting area where a few other people were. I knew the look on my face was one of worry and discomfort and I had no idea how to change it. So I wasn't at all surprised when I caught a few questioning looks and stares from other people. One teenage girl just stared at me unabashedly as if she were a little child and I did my best to avoid her eyes. And another lady looked at me as if there were something wrong. I hope it was all in my imagination, but I guess at this point I know better. It's going to be a long school semester.