I guess I’m back. Last time I was here I was in high school. Now I’m in my second year of college and not one thing has changed. My uncle, his wife, and his son came down for the 4th this week. I haven’t seen them in 3 years. I hardly know them. They never come around. Well none of that matters. Just a minute ago my Grandmother told me that my uncle said I was “Anti-social”. It hurt. I tried to talk. I gave my best. They think I’m weird, but weird is good to me. I lost all my friends from high school and now I’m empty.. I don’t know. I just wanted to vent. Maybe I’m just over thinking things. Whatever.
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Anti-social just means you don’t want to socialize.
Why is your preference any of his business?
And why would you want to socialize with him/them? What’s in it for you? (i bet he hasn’t considered that)
I know lots of people (most of my family) would call me “anti-social,” and i wouldn’t disagree: i don’t want to socialize with most of them… but i’m not “against the concept of socializing.” I rather enjoy socializing with people i actually like. Unfortunately, there are very few of them.
Exactly!
I barely know them and at the same time they didn’t say a word to me.
When I’m with people I like I’m an unstoppable talking force.
I’m the same way. I will physically exhaust myself talking to people i actually like.
If the people who irritate me want to call me “anti-social,” well, that’s fine. 🙂