My roommate said this amazing phrase the other day: “You have a way with people.”
“Yeah, a way of making them annoyed,” I wanted to quip. However, the negative remarks just stayed in my head as I smiled in thanks.
Her response had to do with a story I had told her about my day. Earlier that afternoon, I went to Harry Potter World at Universal Studios for the first time. Stepping into Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade was truly a magical experience.
While there, my friends and I found the train conductor. After talking for a few minutes, he realized that this was my first visit.
“Have you tried butterbeer yet?” He questioned. When I shook my head, he escorted me to a stand and had the girl pour me a butterbeer.
“It’s on me,” He said, offering his arm. I could not stop smiling the whole time. Plus, it was the most delicious drink in the whole world.
Little moments like this have filled my life, I suppose. Maybe I notice them more than others or appreciate them more greatly. Or perhaps my roommate is right; maybe they do happen to me more frequently because I have a way with people.
Funny thing is that I feel so lost around people. Even now when I see thousands of people each day, I feel scared and shaken inside during social interactions. People do not realize how frightened I am.
Yet, others still love and reach out to me in special ways. I do not know why, but being cared for like this is such a blessing. I never thought that I would get to this point in my life. Aspergers, social anxiety, and isolation taught me that I was an outsider who was unlovable. Finally I am learning that this might not be true.