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Ever have one of those moments when you know you're handling a situation badly? And then you try to fix it and make your point better and it doesn't work at all? And then everybody laughs and you're still trying to think of a way to make it work, but it's too late because now the running joke of the evening is the point you were trying to make?

I did. And I felt bad enough about it to sit quietly instead of talk anymore. And then I felt bad about that, because for crying out loud, I should be able to talk at the grown up table by now. Surely, I'm not completely socially inept. So I tried to rally back, and it didn't go well, but I managed until it was time to leave.

Then, I get told how sorry people felt for me because I was so clearly upset. Great. That drops me smack down in the Socially Inept Chair again, wondering what in the world is wrong with me that I can fail so utterly at conversation with people who would never intentionally hurt my feelings in the first place. That should be easy.

The Inept Chair then tipped over, dumping me onto the Self-Pity Rug where I sat and felt sorry for myself for being such a weirdo. I couldn't even find anything outside of the bizarre to talk about with my own family. No wonder they don't take me seriously. I'm a freak. Ironically enough, I was trying to defend a truly weird person's truly weird choices, and there on the Self-pity Rug, I wished someone would come defend poor, misunderstood me for a change.

Then, I got over it. Felt a little better. Decided to try again.

Before I could say anything else, I was then told that since I had been behaving so badly, I was going to be avoided for awhile.

Sigh. I ruin everything. Back to the Chair.

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