Does anyone else get this? As if people don't see you, don't hear you? I've lost count of the times that I've been in a group of other women and while I'm talking, someone else will just start talking across me, and I realise I'm talking to myself. I'm not a conversation hogger (quite the reverse) and usually I'll be answering a question someone has asked, with the apparent motive of wanting to hear the answer. It's happened a few times and it just makes me more unsociable, more introverted. I started questioning myself, and deciding I must be so boring. You know that song John C Reilly's character sings in "Chicago"? "Should I amend my name to Mr Cellophane...cos you can look right through me, walk right by me...and never know I'm there..."
That's me, that is.
That's me, that is.