Sunday, September 28, 2008

I feel like an awful person. The funny thing is, I haven't even done anything awful. Or purposefully awful.

I can understand when people are joking and, ya know what, maybe I just can't take criticism well.. but since when do other people think it's okay to kind of pick me apart. Not even pick, but jab and evaluate and come to some sort of conclusion that I'm a little (lot) stand off-ish. That I'm cold and unapproachable. (It's funny, because I used to pride myself on being the opposite of these things.) That I have a hard exterior or a "wall" if you will. (The wall part might be true.) If I had a Starbucks beverage for every time I've heard someone tell me I had a "wall" or "guard" up in the past year, I'd be set for life.

I'm consistently reminded of how I'd like to hibernate alone in my apartment for a good chunk of time.

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