Yep, I'm the one that hears a comment and spends way too much time analysing it.
I'm the one who feels wounded when it had nothing to do with me.
So when I make a new friend and then the friendship kind of...dwindles...i can't help but think...is it me?
The logical response, is of course: don't be ridiculous. that person is probably busy/distracted/oblivious.
So far so good.
But then it happens again.
Manners maketh the man (or woman...)...let's see...
And then last week I had a particularly unpleasant exchange with a stranger. Which included, the second time I met her, me saying, oh I'm SURE I know you, you look so familiar. And her responding: Well I certainly don't know YOU and last time I saw you no one bothered to introduce us so I just thought I wouldn't bother talking to you.
Which I didn't take personally - I mean, good grief, is that about me? I don't think so!
A woman whom I know slightly. I say hello. Offer a boring time of day greeting. Compliment her on an event I attended that she had run. She responds with, yes well I'm very pleased for you. Really I am. I look flummoxed. She walks off.
I notice she is rubbing her temples. When I get the chance I go to her, say, oh are you ok, do you have a headache. She response with a laugh. Looks directly at me and says No! No I do not! Why would you think that!? Explain about temples. She responds: and what if I did, what would you be likely to do about it. I say, oh, maybe offer you a panadol? She responds again: Well, I think I am quite capable to bringing my own thanks. AND I am not here to chat you know. I have had a hard week.'' (((me, thinking ffs it's Monday!!!!))).
I know I shouldn't let it bother me. I know it's about her.
It's put me off ever returning to that place. I don't need to be around that kind of rubbish.
And twice in a week.