I can’t pretend to be someone else
It's undignifying + it made me ill.
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Being inauthentic is very uncomfortable for me. Not just uncomfortable — undignifying.
It’s like my body short-circuits, and I feel a tightness in my chest.
Something in me shuts off when I try to play the game — laugh at the joke I don’t find funny, nod in agreement, suck up to get ahead.
It’s the subtle sensation of self-abandonment that I don’t like.
Some people can do it effortlessly. Blend in, play along, become human wallpaper. But I’d rather be awkward and honest than confident and fake.
I’ve been working in a real estate office for four months now. It’s a small team: four agents and a director.
At first, everything felt fine. I was out and about, running on adrenaline, doing things I’d never done before.
But soon, the novelty wore off, and something felt… off.
It wasn’t the job that was off. It was the culture.
This is the first time I’ve worked somewhere where everyone is culturally English — not just by birth, but by a certain behaviour:
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