"You apologize for things which are not your fault, even for things which hurt no one. You will bump into a table and mutter that you are sorry to have hurt it, you will excuse yourself. If you happened to cross a stream of particularly rude passerby, you would hold the door open for hours on end, never entering the building yourself. There is a part of you which seems embarrassed to take up space, as though you don’t deserve the things you touch, the air you breathe, the chairs you sit on. You feel as though there is always a way to be more accommodating, less of an intrusion. But you are not intruding, you know. You never are."
Is this article about me?
Yeah, I think it might be.
Watching Parks & Rec, feeling the weight of work and life and everything on me. But, you know, I have Leslie Knope to cheer me up. She reminds me that it's okay to be weird...because she's a total weirdo but she effing rules.
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