Today, I am tired of it. Ususally I brush it off as the non-sense that it is: the automatic fall back position of those who resent the fact that I will not dissappear into the floor because they have an opinion that differs from mine and I do not hesitate to actually believe that I might be right.
so it’s that I’m hostile. It gives them an excuse to behave the way they behave. I don’t deserve it so it’s bothering me right now. She was almost nice to me. Then she remembered she’s not suppose to like me. That makes me sad. That’s why it bothers me.
[hos-tl or, especially Brit.-tahyl]
- of, pertaining to, or characteristic of an enemy:a hostile nation.
opposed in feeling, action, or character; antagonistic: hostile criticism.
characterized by antagonism.
not friendly, warm, or generous; not hospitable.
Doesn’t even sound like me.