I Read These:
Who ARE these people?
2005-11-07 - 11:08 a.m.
You know, it really is easier when I don't have friends, when I don't try to have social relationships. Because when you have interaction, you just wind up with misunderstandings, hurt feelings, misinterpretations, and general faux pas all over the place.
And part of it is my sarcasm. I make jokes, and people get hurt. I think the excuse "it was a joke, you're too sensitive" is a lame one, because if feelings are hurt, feelings are hurt. And while I can be bitey, I'm never intentionally hurtful. At the same time, I wish people would remember my heart, and that way deep down, it's a kind heart. It's a heart that would give you my filled out Subway card if you didn't have lunch money. If you needed a place to stay, I'd put you up. If it's mine, I will share it. THAT is who I am. So I wish that when the sarcastabitch came out, people wouldn't always be so quick to zone in on perceived "meanness" and remember the whole picture.
And so I'm feeling bad about one set of hurt feelings, and then I find there's another person who was uncomfortable when J and I dropped by at DQ's house while on our walk friday. The last thing I want to do is make people uncomfortable.
Sometimes I wonder why even bother...it's just easier to keep my own counsel.
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