Playing Pretend

I spent a lot of time in high school feeling silly. Like the one people were making fun of, the one who stuttered or said the wrong thing or who had the fact that they were sad or embarrassed or afraid written right across the center of their face. I hated that what I was thinking and feeling was so obvious all the time. And part of it was paranoia, I’m sure,but part of it was true: Iwasthe one who people – even my friends – teased. A lot of the time, I was the one the joke was about. Maybe b...