It kinda blows when you try to be nice to someone, but instead they treat you like crap. Makes me realize that some people really, really suck in this world.
But why do I care? Why do I even feel this way? I mean, it's not like I wanted anything in return. Is having a nice, friendly friendship asking for too much?
Did I not receive the "Modern Day Friendship" rule book by mistake?
What I hate the most is that I care too much about what other people think. I have this curse where I am able to put myself in other people's shoes and am able to predict their thoughts or actions and even feel their emotions. So, most of the time I would like to prevent anyone from feeling any kind of pain or hurt.
Taking care of other people's feelings is messy business, coz I can feel what they're feeling and kinda know what they're thinking of...sometimes, not always...and to have that ability I am sometimes dumbfounded, not knowing what to do or how to react.
You can totally read people by their facial expressions and body language. Not to mention eye contact and voice projections. No, I did not learn this from that show 'Lie To Me', more like...born with this 'gift'.
When I'm in a group of people...you know, just hanging out... you shouldn't wonder why sometimes I keep quiet and listen. What you should be wondering about is what it is I'm thinking of and who it is that I'm reading.
Because silently...I am reading you. Just by looking and listening to you, I can pretty much guess what kinda person you are.
You can call me judgemental, coz superficially that's what this is...I'm 'judging' you. But, no...I don't criticize. Wow, is there even a difference? Whatever. I call it reading people.
So what does one do with this sorta 'super power'?
I stay away from people. As far away as possible. Coz it is mentally exhausting. And people most often mistaken you for a very judgemental person.
It's just as bad as having their thoughts project into your own thoughts, having to hear many voices at one time. It's just as bad as you having so many mixed up feelings all jumbled up inside of you, leaving you all confused.
.so, which X-Men am I? l e n a.
