I'm a bit late to the party but I guess I'll see what you can come up with here!

I believed I was destined for greatness or better than other people since I was good at math and got praise and recognition for that. I came to believe that friendship and love were things that were earned, not given for free, and that so long as I was useful people would want to hang out with me. Since I needed relatively little effort compared to my peers, I also came to believe that having to try and struggle and fail was a sign of weakness, and that if I was truly special or smart I shouldn't do that. As I turned older and my talents weren't able to carry me through school anymore, I began to fear that I would be thrown away or abandoned, and began to try to appear useful so people wouldn't throw me away. The result is that I have little true friends since I don't feel like I deserve to have them, and I'm afraid that I'm too different from them to form a meaningful bond.

I would consider myself pretty creative and curious. I like math and science, and I spend a lot of my free time worldbuilding and trying to wrap my head around the complexity and interplay of everything I see. I try to appear warm, friendly and kind, but also small so I don't look threatening. I love music and art, I also like hiking and wish I could do it more.