As I stand around a group of friends, with compliments flying here and there, about every name is on the radar, slathered with tales of…

As I stand around a group of friends, with compliments flying here and there, about every name is on the radar, slathered with tales of accomplishments and praises; and I wonder, why doesn’t anyone ever say mine? With my friends I’m the butt of every joke, the one that they can’t take seriously, but the one ear that they pour their life stories down at every chance that they get. I’m not sure how many people that find themselves in the same boat, the ones with enough shyness to have borne it for so long, and probably will for the rest of our lives. This boat also includes finding out indirectly what people actually value about you, and leaves me wondering each and every day just what’s so hard about a compliment in passing, especially when all most do is attempt to fish them out of me. I’d like to know what’s good about me rather than what’s there to make fun of, and I’m sure that I’m not the only one out there that feels this way. I’d never like to toot my own horn; when I do things that I’m truly proud of, I don’t have to, though it stings a bit to have to think that no one’s even noticed. Don’t say a name because you think someone’s attractive, or just because you like them; say a name because you think the person deserves the praise, but make sure it doesn’t go to their head. Spread those names around, alright?
– Eric

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