I am not perfect. Despite my degree and everything else, I don't understand why everyone looks at me the way they do. I sometimes wish they could see what lies under the surface. I hope they would still love me then.
You're not alone. I get the same thing. Or you withhold that particular piece of information and realize that they're already shocked to be in the same room as you, and you don't want to say anything else because their eyeballs will fall off.
And underneath all of our awards, medals, accomplishments, and gifts, is something fundamental: we're human.
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You're not alone. I get the same thing. Or you withhold that particular piece of information and realize that they're already shocked to be in the same room as you, and you don't want to say anything else because their eyeballs will fall off.
And underneath all of our awards, medals, accomplishments, and gifts, is something fundamental: we're human.
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