Current pet hate: When people push and push and push you to open up, about your fears, your desires, your day, what you had for breakfast. So you do. And then they either:
A) don’t like what they hear; it makes them uncomfortable, they find it confronting, they don’t know how to respond, they disagree (the reasons are endless)
B) begin telling you what they would do differently; these sentences often begin with “I would…” or “you should…” or “why don’t you…”. Well, thank you genius. Thank god you came along and solved all my problems for me, ever, because I just couldn’t mister, gosh I just couldn’t get along all by my lonesome! Thank golly you were here to tell me what you would you, ‘cuz Lord knows all I’ve ever wanted in life is to be just like you. (please don’t slip in the puddle from the sarcasm dripping from my voice right there. Wet floor sign.)
C) ask to stop hearing about your problems and issues and headaches and daily life because it’s repetitive, frustrating, and annoying for them to have to listen to something that they can’t do anything about and can’t you just fix it?
Notice how that makes a nice little circle? Notice how we’re right back at the goddamn beginning and this all could have been avoided if you just saved yourself the hassle of getting to know me and took me at my word when I said “I do’t open up because there’s nothing you can do about my problems”?!?!?!
Well, fuck you too.