Why are intros always awkward?
Unless you’re an award show host, introductions are the bane of social interactions. Especially when you are introducing yourself to an entire stranger. “Hello, Mr./Mrs. Person-who’s-name-I’ve-already-forgotten, I’m Emma… In over six billion people in the world, you happened to meet me, so I guess you should have a few reasons to believe why that is significant.”
I mean, don’t get me wrong, I am totally conceited enough to believe that everyone ought to know me. I am, after all, amazing. I just don’t want to have to convince anyone else of that fact. They should know it by osmosis because small talk is always, without fail, incredibly awkward, ESPECIALLY for introverts such as myself. For some reason, I always feel like a fifth grader being interviewed by the principal, and I genuinely believe I’m not alone in feeling this way.
So… I revert (almost always subconsciously) to dorkdom. Everyone relates with a dork, right? Except maybe the new CEO… shouldn’t have mentioned my cat lighting himself on fire on Valentines Day… Or my latest trip to the renaissance fair where I met Gandalf and totally fangirled.
But honestly, I am kind of cool. Seriously, I’ve traveled a bit, and I’ve done a whole bunch of things I never thought I’d do (like smoke a cigar… Sorry, Mom…). I’ve been stung by a scorpion and bit by a poisonous snake. I climbed the Manitou incline in Colorado, and walked across a rope bridge in Ireland. I’ve fallen off of stand up paddle boards, and I made it out of an escape room alive! I’ve been a maid of honor in no less than 4 (going on 6) weddings. Grief and struggle are no strangers to me… But I also am well acquainted with perseverance, strength, and dignity. Still working on the whole humility concept.
How though does one gather up all of this information in an introduction? The answers we all tend to spout out are cliche versions of what would go on our dating profiles. “I’m 25, graphic designer, not married, no kids.” Sorry, but that’s just so boring. My life is so much more colorful and awkward and dorky and unusual and awesome than what would fit into a socially acceptable introduction.
Which is why I guess it all belongs on the Internet… A place where our bandwidth is limited, and our imaginations run free. A place where cat memes reign supreme and you never know who is on the other side of a computer screen. We are ourselves, and at the same time, exactly who we want to be; vulnerable and brave and brutally honest.
I want to be brave. I want to live life to the fullest. And I want to share it all with the world. I don’t want to be stuck inside a socially acceptable introduction or a version of my life that fits better into the social narrative.
This is my story.