“If you’re stressed, have a chat, you don’t have to tell me
what you’re stressed about,” my dad said, sitting on the table across from me.
“Ok,” I replied ,thinking about
the fact I was being so taciturn. I was thinking about how I would express the
fact I’m naturally this way, if that’s even true. I began brainstorming
possibilities for how to express it: “I’m a reticent person, I’m an aloof
person, I’m introverted.” I eventually decided to say nothing. I continued
staring into the distance, spooning peas into my mouth.
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