|My experience was NOT this idyllic!|
Though that was a long time ago, it seems that people never have known exactly what to do with me. Some of my other teachers have despised me; in fact, one seemingly got fired because she didn't follow my Individualized Education Plan. I had a lot of trouble making friends in school, if only because my tastes in things were different than that of my peers, yet I was very vocal about what/who I liked. Even some adults I used to know as a kid just didn't seem to understand me, and it was a source of strife for us and others.
|What's funniest about this image is that this cat looks just like mine!|
|Preferences aren't just on computers!|
|It's the truth!|
Still, sometimes I wonder who my friends really are. It's not that I fear that someone who I've trusted for quite a while will suddenly turn against me and start plotting to kill me; it's that I sometimes wonder if those who I consider friends are just merely being polite, and actually despise me for whatever reason. I've had people tell me multiple times that they would confirm my friend request on Facebook, only to just keep it pending for a long time. (To me, "social lying" is just that: lying, and, therefore, wrong.) Other times, it seems that people would rather not interact with me, and only talk to me because I walked up to them and said something, or called/instant messaged them for whatever reason. True, some of that may be because people are busy, or have more immediate pressing concerns; still, sometimes, I wonder if it isn't because they'd just rather not be bothered. People have described me as "outgoing"; I think I can be a little too much that way, even bordering on audacious at times.