I don't understand the strange rationale that is my head sometimes. Scary, right? Even I don't understand me. For example, say all of your friends were invited to a party and you weren't. So all your friends are going. Now, you don't really like the person and aren't really friends with the person that is having the party and wouldn't go if you were invited but still you're just the tiniest smallest bit hurt. Why is that? I don't really want to go but I want to have the choice not to go.
Friday, February 29, 2008
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Um, I think it has something to do with the id, the ego and the super ego. Or being a girl.
Being a girl. I'm that way, too. Example (more ridiculous than yours): I was in the baby changing room at church changing a diaper. There were two other moms in there, both with kids my kids' ages. This was like the second week we'd been in the ward. They were talking about having a playdate. They didn't invite me, which is to be expected since they didn't know me, yet I was a tinge bit hurt for a moment. It hurts to get left out, no matter the situation.
Yeah. Half the time, if I'm invited to a party, I don't go - but my feelings would be so hurt if I wasn't invited. So dumb.
Yeah. Half the time, if I'm invited to a party, I don't go - but my feelings would be so hurt if I wasn't invited. So dumb.
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