“The Price I Pay (The Sonnet) I spent my life in the depth of heart, So my social skills are a little lacking. Either they want me to be deep always, Or they simply call me rather cheesy. Whenever I try small talking as human, I fail and fail again most spectacularly. That's the price I pay for being your rock, A timeless pillar unfit for warmth and amity. Mine is not to ask why, mine is to do or die, A path in which I turned my life into an idea. Still it'd be nice to be treated as a human, It'd be nice to feel the gentleness of another. There is no greatness without weakness. Greats must persevere no matter the coldness.” PhilosopherHumanitarianAutismHumanist PoetryOcdSufi PoetryAutistic AuthorPoets On LifeSocial Skill Book:Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier Source: Mücadele Muhabbet: Gospel of An Unarmed Soldier
“For the most part, we make an effort to treat each other as though we were equal, and that often involves tactfully ignoring the ways in which we are not. Much of what gets called "social skill" involves inducing the feeling of equality in the face of all the facts that challenge this feeling.” RelationshipsPerceptionEqualityHuman BehaviorSocietal NormsSocial DynamicsSocial SkillPower And Status Book:Open Socrates: The Case for a Philosophical Life Source: Open Socrates: The Case for a Philosophical Life