Awkward and Aware of It
“I’m just not competitive.” I tell myself firmly. “That’s why I don’t like sports, I just don’t see the point of it all.”
Still, a part of my heart ached as I watched everyone else run around while I sat alone on the bleachers.
“I’m just not competitive,” I tell myself again. This time though, my voice is quieter and I am not sure I believe myself anymore.