I'm a goofy guy. I didn't know I was goofy until a few years ago. Or maybe I did know and was only ignoring the obvious signs. I started figuring it out when co-workers repeatedly told me I was weird. At first I thought they were just joking, and I laughed it off. I believe the shrinks call it denial.
I tried to keep it a secret, repress it somehow, conform to the standards. But the herculean task proved to be impossible. Eventually, I accepted my goofiness. The hardest part was telling my mother.
Now I embrace my goofiness, flaunt it even. I am no longer ashamed! And I encourage all other goofs out there to stand tall and be proud of your goofiness. Raise Goofy Awareness! Goofy Pride!
