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Nerdiness is a funny thing. It has taken me years to be able to be comfortable admitting this - I’m a true nerd.
As a kid, I was a book nerd. I read everything I could, I liked science and math and sci-fi books, I did well at school. I played the piano and violin. I subscribed to PC World magazine. I didn’t have a lot of friends. I didn’t read comics, or play table-top or collectible card games, or play video games (other than Mario or Tetris) or anything else like that; partly because I had no time (I was at ballet classes 6 days a week from the age of like 12), and partly because I didn’t really even know those things were out there. Even though I definitely had a group of friends who were very much into those things.
But if I had known, would I have been into them?
Probably not.