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Do you ever get the feeling that people are talking about you? Or taking what you say the completely wrong way? Or laughing at you behind your back?

Ever?

Hmmm.....

Maybe it's just me......

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Sarita said…
You mean that isn't normal? ;o)
It has been a fault of mine nearly forever. I was sure whatever I say would be taken the wrong way. So I never said anything.

I never really had any evidence to back up my theory, but I never got into trouble.

I'm working on fully realizing that people aren't thinking about me nearly as much as I think they are. Also, if they take what I say in the wrong way, it says more about them than it does about me.
8:48 AM
Peder said…
Don't worry, it wasn't us. We spent a few days talking about you the week before last.
9:05 AM
Test said…
Funny you should say that. I had the very same thought late last week. And I agree 100% with Sarah, if someone takes something the wrong way, it says more about them.

I struggle with quelching my personality simply to appease others. Don't get me wrong, I know I can be overbearing, but as a boss once told me - passion is not always a bad thing.
8:15 AM
Deanna said…
Yes, I feel like that at times too. I'll actually express my opinion around others and then I later analyze what I said and how the other people might have interpreted it. Nasty habit!
6:29 PM
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