Social Dysfunction

I am socially dysfunctional.

Here, it says so on the label. Synonymous with “socially inept”.

It wasn’t always that way, or maybe I just didn’t notice just how bad I was at being social until I was away from the game of human interaction for a while. But now it is painfully obvious that I either don’t get the rules of human engagement, or they’ve changed and I’m working off of outdated rules that have seen numerous revisions since I last dusted off that mental bookshelf.

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