Sticks and stones

I got called so many things today.

One that stuck out was 'hyper-sensitive'.

I reckon that's just a cop-out for people who treat me like rubbish. Or a defence for people that treat me like rubbish. "Oh, you're just over-sensitive. They probably didn't mean it that way."

Even when I have irrefutable evidence that they did, in fact, mean it that way, I'm still hyper-sensitive, because I get mad about it.

Well, in case you haven't noticed, I don't enjoy lying down and taking everything that people throw at me. If I think I've been wronged, I act accordingly. Each to his own style. Some people are really apathetic, and don't care that they're being insulted, or slighted, or whatever. I'm not like that. Sorry, but that's the way I am. And I never see people complaining about it when I stick up for them.

I actually reckon I have a pretty high tolerance level of people. It's not like I go around looking for fights and arguments. I try and avoid them if I can. It's just a few key things rile me. I don't even know what they are. I just know when people act that way, it makes me mad. And they don't understand that.

One of these things is being labeled something I'm not.

Which is why I'm not mad now. Because it may be partially true. I may be hyper-sensitive by other people's standards. But the person that brought this up is the most apathetic person I know. No matter how many times he's insulted, or treated like vermin, he'll keep crawling back to the people that do that to him, and still try and belong on their group. So really, it's a subjective label that he's giving me.

Yeah, I know I'm kind of over-reacting now. But like I said, I don't like being falsely labeled. And although it may be partially true that I am hyper-sensitive, it may also be partially untrue.

I'll stop ranting now. Today was actually a very good day, apart from that episode. Skipping a lecture today was surprisingly liberating. It felt great. Guilty pleasure and all that. And an unexpected surprise during the time gained skipping that lecture. Even that episode of labellage wasn't too bad, it's just that I've had time to brood about it. Brooding is dangerous.

And just for a final piece of irony (the hammer on the back of my watch has 'Irony' emblazoned on it. No joke. How fitting.), not two days ago, I was labeled as being 'hard' and 'not seeming to be very sensitive'. Go figure.

Word of the Day: Hyper