I really don't understand people who keep so much bottled up, and then blame me for not knowing and not apologizing when necessary. But seriously, I can't read minds.
I'm known for being very outspoken, and I sometimes garbage and complain a little bit, but I think it's healthy. That's why I created this blog, and Splinters in My Heart, for an outlet. Keeping things bottled up leads to depression and all of that shit. Do you want that? I didn't think so.
I mean, sometimes I accidentally offend people - partly culture clash and partly personality clash - and people don't bloody tell me what's wrong, and then get angry when I don't apologise. But I'm not wired like everyone else, and things that offend them really don't bother me, so I'm not exactly the best judge of whether or not something I say is offensive or not. People think I try to dodge apologies, but I don't. I just don't know. Seriously.
If you're one of the many people I've somehow accidentally offended, I'm sorry. But I would really appreciate it if you would tell me what was wrong, instead of giving me hell about it and telling the entire cosmos I'm a bitch (most of you have done that, and I know) and finding out what bothered you by one of your cranky, defensive friends. It's not exactly the best way to resolve a problem.
And I'm sorry if I garbage on a lot about my personal problems. I really do sympathise with whoever's on the unfortunate receiving end. It's just the only way I know how to heal myself.
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