sigh
Is it just me who can get really, really upset when something she loves is insulted?
First thought to self: it’s so shallow to feel this way. It’s just something I’m passionate about and that I know others won’t get.
But, but that sort of insult entwined with a hurtful, personal, below the belt comment, and, well...boom. I'm not only hurt (up to eleven) but so furious. Tears-of-rage, hot-in-the-face furious.
And then I think up the perfect retort but it’s too late. And by that time, my face has gotten really hot, and the humiliation + rage is too much, and I don't say a thing. I just walk away.
I’m a person who keeps it inside. Sure it hurts, but imploding saves more face than exploding. I’ve exploded before. Not good.
Urgh. So far, I’ve stopped myself from Facebook raegposting. The temptation to CAPSLOCK all over my Wall was very, very strong but…no. I know I will regret that when it’s not 2 am.
Sorry I’ve been so down lately.
Just...reality. Biting.
First thought to self: it’s so shallow to feel this way. It’s just something I’m passionate about and that I know others won’t get.
But, but that sort of insult entwined with a hurtful, personal, below the belt comment, and, well...boom. I'm not only hurt (up to eleven) but so furious. Tears-of-rage, hot-in-the-face furious.
And then I think up the perfect retort but it’s too late. And by that time, my face has gotten really hot, and the humiliation + rage is too much, and I don't say a thing. I just walk away.
I’m a person who keeps it inside. Sure it hurts, but imploding saves more face than exploding. I’ve exploded before. Not good.
Urgh. So far, I’ve stopped myself from Facebook raegposting. The temptation to CAPSLOCK all over my Wall was very, very strong but…no. I know I will regret that when it’s not 2 am.
Sorry I’ve been so down lately.
Just...reality. Biting.