I don't know. Some days I'm just mean. I think a lot of it is hormones. There are also some things I think/say/do/feel that other people think are mean and I don't--I think that comes from never having gained much by doing what's socially acceptable. In junior high I was the class nerd; while I was out of school sick for three weeks, I really thought about that and figured out how to be like everyone else so I'd be better-liked. That worked, but I wasn't really being me, and when I left that school district I found that there were people who'd accept me for being myself.
My razor sharp tongue. I'm usually pretty good about keeping it in check. Unfortunately, my husband is on the receiving end of my nasty, mean words more often than I'd ever admit.
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"Mean" as in "unkind"?
"Mean" as in "petty"?
"Mean" as in "cheap"?
I don't know. Some days I'm just mean. I think a lot of it is hormones. There are also some things I think/say/do/feel that other people think are mean and I don't--I think that comes from never having gained much by doing what's socially acceptable. In junior high I was the class nerd; while I was out of school sick for three weeks, I really thought about that and figured out how to be like everyone else so I'd be better-liked. That worked, but I wasn't really being me, and when I left that school district I found that there were people who'd accept me for being myself.
I suppose my sarcasm come be pretty mean...although I am pretty good about reigning in my sarcasm.
My razor sharp tongue. I'm usually pretty good about keeping it in check. Unfortunately, my husband is on the receiving end of my nasty, mean words more often than I'd ever admit.
I don't tolerate fools.
I sometimes can't help but bitch about people behind their backs. And I'm probably mean to people with out quite intending to sometimes.
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