I came to the realization a long, long time ago that I am an awkward dork, inside and out. I’ve made peace with this realization, as it appears I am helpless to change it.
I have, as they say, embraced my inner dork. My outer dork won’t let me embrace it, it runs away before I can even get close. Dumb dork.
Having grown up as a dork in a family of dorks, I am what I am and it’s too late to change now.
I guess if I have any advice for younger dorks who are just realizing their spaz potential, it is to embrace whatever you are, whoever you are and never be ashamed, as long as your intentions are good and kind towards others.
Recognize and salute your spazzy brothers and sisters and applaud their awkwardness, without drawing undue attention to it. A simple nod and, if appropriate, a wink of solidarity should suffice.
The older I get, the less afraid I am to just be me and it seems like the more I am me, the better life is.
Even for a dork, that’s a pretty good way to be.
Patti is Editor of the Greene County Daily World. She loves to laugh and also loves kitties and wishes they could laugh, too. She’s kind of weird but has a heart of gold. She wonders if anybody actually reads the stuff down here or if they are tired of reading her baloney much earlier than this. Hmm. Maybe she doesn’t actually want to know...If you would like to share a story, give away some cookies (Hi, Barb!) or just make a friend, she can be reached at email@example.com.