I could emcee scholarship banquets with wit and eloquence. I could teach classes and earn the respect and admiration of the students. I can talk to students for 10 hours in a row and do a damn good job.
I hate every single minute of it, deep inside.
In social situations, I can hold my own. Give me a couple brewskis and I have everyone rolling, but is that "me" or another version of "me"? Is my introversion hidden by the beer, or is my extroversion enhanced by the beer?
To be fair, I can be completely social without alcohol, and have a good time, but just as often I'd rather be home with my nose in a book.
Master Thespian.
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