I go through phases, I think. I've been going through a relatively NT phase lately, I suppose you could say. I've been saying more than a grunted syllable to the people who work in stores, and even a had a bit of a conversation with the lady at a clothing store the other day. I felt like an actor, pretending to be a person who shops for clothes, and says things like, "Is this skirt meant to be worn low on the waist?" (Her answer was, "Oprah says, 'nothing high on the waist'!" and I pretended like I, too, value Oprah's opinion, although the opposite is true.) For a while, it was kind of fun, and I felt energized by the fact that I was getting out of my comfort zone, and making a little change in myself.
But while I was in the store, every time I saw the lady, we'd have these little mini-conversations, and each time I would try to think of the appropriate next line or response, and being vaguely aware that I can't say what I really think. Like, she said, "This dress is great, because you can wear it with black boots, or just a pair of black pumps." I wanted to say, "God, why is it always, 'just a pair of black pumps'? As if every woman has a pair of black pumps, and can tolerate wearing shoes like that? Am I the only woman in the world who can't stand having my toes pinched into a little point, and the skin rubbed off my heel?" But I know better than to say that, so I had to just smile and nod, as if a dress that you wear with pumps is indeed a wonderful thing.
I think I was able to appear like a perfectly normal human being, and nothing strange at all, but by the time I left, I was really tired of acting. I wanted to be sociable, but I couldn't think of things to say that didn't feel like I was either pretending or being weird. In fact, at one point the lady said I might like a particular dress better if I "cinched the waist" with a belt. I said, "That only works if you actually have a waist. On me, 'cinching' just makes it so I can't breathe, and I look like I have a horizontal line drawn across my widest part." She went all quiet, like I had said something kind of creepy, and I wondered if the "socially correct" thing would have been to say, "Oh, yes, belts are my favorite fashion accessory! And Oprah says you can even use a scarf as a belt! Is that clever?"
Honestly, I'm not sure how I appear to others. People don't seem totally put off by me, or weirded out, but I do notice that if I say what I'm actually thinking, conversations sometimes come to a halt. Ha ha! (I mean with strangers, and people I hardly know. With my family, I can say anything, and it's fine. And friends, on the rare occasion when I actually have one.)