I've been dumped by friends. Many many times, and all during my formative years. On this I choose to blame my fear of rejection.
I used to tell my college roommate when I thought someone didn't like me. She'd usually reply, "what? Marieke, I don't think so". My tension-o-mometer is very sensitive and if I jump to any conclusions, it's that a person doesn't like me. That seems more likely than anything else (unless it's kidnapping, which is my second conclusion jump).
Today I am working my apartmentmate's office on map scanning. She's just plugging away at ArcGIS while I am moving around a lot and making noise (and more than most people because I am constantly bumping into things). Usually she doesn't mind a whole lot, making jokes or telling me funny stories. To be honest, we live together and work together. It doesn't get much closer than that unless the Trunchbull came along and threw us in the chokey together. But today, I get this feeling that I'm just driving her crazy. So of course, I overthought the situation.
I recognize my trend of thinking people don't like me. And I'm not wholly insecure, sometimes I'm right. Is there a cause to my distrust? What stirs this rejection premonition?
Within my mind, there lies a tendency to ask stupid, meaningless questions while doing menial tasks. Today's question is: could I be projecting what I think of myself on others? Perhaps if I were around myself today, I'd go a little crazy too. Maybe the idea of someone not liking me is apparent is because at that given time, I don't like myself. I know this is kinda sad, but it's a relief for me to even think this could be true! Hooray! I'm not rejectable!
1 comment:
I think you're totally lovable. Just a bit prickly at times. Aren't we all?
Mama
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