For the last, hmmm… let’s say eight months, I have been dealing with three main individuals whom consistently and habitually jump to conclusions regarding my own personal thoughts and feelings. I am begging someone to teach me how to read someone’s mind… because that is definitely one skill I have never mastered. These particular people don’t just jump to the most obvious conclusion either. They assume that when they can’t see what I am doing, hear what I am saying, or any possible unknown factor is involved that I am the most horrible person in the world. Now, I have always strived to be the most honest, open, humble, simple, and straightforward person I am able to be. But for some reason, these three individuals whom have known me for a majority of my life believe me to be none of those things.
I am so tired of being second-guessed and doubted. When I kept to myself I had no one else to answer to. I only had to worry about myself, my dog, and my cat. Everytime I tell one of these people that I missed their call because I was sleeping, or maybe in the shower… normal everyday things… they somehow think I set fire to their house, killed one of their family members, or am having them arrested (obviously these are completely off the wall scenarios and these are not the specific things they really think… but they are just as exaggerated).
Curly Kali Sue 