I realise that I am not easy to be around. I am easily upset (but, as one of my writer friends says "if you wanted me to write nicely about you, you should have behaved in a manner that was deserving of such"). I know that my dietary requirements are a pain in the arse. I appreciate that I am overly fussy (though I don't believe I impose this on anyone. I am always more than willing to accommodate to meet the needs of other people). I know that I can be moody and I turn on a dime. I get frustrated easily and tend to clam up when people hurt me (which seems to be fairly frequently).
I'm also feisty. I have my own opinions and I'm not afraid to voice them. I won't be told what to do, wear or say. I stand up for what I believe in. I can be exceptionally strong if I have to be. If someone rejects me I will hide my pain so well they will never have any idea that they're affecting me so deeply. I am in no way normal. I don't want to be either.
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