Apr 09, 2007 15:43
Nobody ever seems to actually believe me when I say I'm afraid of heights ( Or I suppose more afraid of falling than heights). Maybe it's because I technically can get myself to climb ladders and the like, but only if I know they're 100% stable. However, when I actually experience an instance where I am absolutely overcome by fear to the point that I just break down crying and I end up telling someone about it, I don't really appreciate the fact that most of them don't believe me in the first place, and pretty much just laugh at me anyways.
I'm not kidding when I say it was absolutely traumatizing. No, maybe it wouldn't have been a big deal to someone like you, and no, you probably don't understand because obviously not everyone has the same fears, but how in the hell does that give you the right to mock me? I'm sorry I don't just go with it, or try to laugh it off. I take comfort in the fact that it's over, not in the fact that reliving it for you gives you enormous giggle fits.
I'm glad you like being an ass, but next time you want to take time out of my day to listen to something you have to say, don't be surprised if I have no interest in hearing it. You people have known me long enough to know I don't take well to things like that, and I don't exactly ease up on my grudges easily or in short periods of time.
In a nut shell: Fuck you