You ever meet someone and they just kinda...make you feel off? Like, uncomfortable, strange, uneasy?

I've met a lot of people like that, and I've been that person. Back in school I liked to stay quiet, only talking when necessary. People didn't like that I suppose, I used to have kids suggest some pretty awful things about me, like I would go crazy and kill someone, and other terrible things. When I tried to open up and be friendly, or nice I'd say or do something wrong, and people would either laugh and mock me, or get even more creeped out.

Even with my "Friends" I never really was truly liked. They seemed to laugh "At" me, more than with me. When I tried to be honest and myself, people got uncomfortable. They didn't like it, but they didn't like me being quiet either. I had to be so careful with everything I said or did, and it never truly felt like it was working though. I couldn't really be myself, because nobody liked that, but everyone seemed to know I was being fake otherwise...

So, I always get a bit uncomfortable to this day, when people say they find someone "Creepy" or "Weird". Unless they have a very good reason for it. I understand why they say these things, but I always wonder...What if that "Creepy" person is like me? What if they're trying, but don't know what they're doing wrong? What if people taunt them and mock them for not understanding their mistakes? What if nobody ever sat down and tried to lend a helping hand?

What if they're just really shy, or socially awkward, or have a disorder, or maybe they just haven't figured that social aspect out yet? Why does it always have to mean they're bad, or sick, or creepy? What if they're trying their best and they just keep failing, but nobody cares?

I never really got better at real-life social interaction. I was at my best at it during Elementary/early middle school, but I only got worse from there. Nowadays I can't hold a real conversation with anyone without feeling nervous. I can come off as insensitive, or rude, or creepy, even when I don't mean to. Nobody seems to care whether I meant to or not, just the fact I did is enough to judge me, or anyone with the same problem, it seems.

I'm just lucky I'm not half-bad at interacting online. I can feel comfortable posting everything I said above, and if someone says something mean that isn't helpful in any manner I can just laugh at it, and maybe print it out and hang it on my wall or something. Because I can kinda pretend it's just like a joke, which isn't as easy to do in reality. I can actually be honest and truthful here, and not feel like I have to hide everything. I can actually say what I mean, correct myself if needed, and leave if it does get too hard. I can even have friends!

Basically, thank Celestia for the internet. Without it my social skills might just die off completely, and I probably wouldn't be able to convince anyone to care...

...Or maybe that last sentence is just a little too cynical, I hope so.