When people make up their mind about you

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I think it's easier to just let people think whatever they want to think about you and decide you who are and believe it, than it is to fight to correct them. They might not like you, but they aren't going to like you anyway... even if you spend the time and energy proving to them who you really are... so it doesn't matter.

I don't think people should pretend to be someone they're not, but if people are determined to believe something different, let them.

I quit bothering in my early teens. If they judge me, let them. Maybe if they knew me better, they might change their minds. I just don't care anymore.

You can tell when people think you are ret*d when you say smething intelligent or witty then they act suprised and say something like "I would never think you say something like that." or "Where did that come from?" When people show their cards allowing me to see how they really think about me they make a life long enemy.

Nobody's worth being my enemy.

I have four kids, two step-kids, a husband, a household, a golden retriever, bills to pay, a meager job search, frantically trying to earn money writing internet articles (earns nowhere near enough) and selling antique items, plus volunteering with church and the kids' schools, cooking and cleaning...

After I'm done with all that, updating Facebook and playing on WP, I aint got time to bother hating anyone for not thinking I'm fabulous. F*ck 'em. Let 'em think what they want about me.

It never mattered to me and although it was explained to me several times I don't think I'll ever understand why it's so important for most people that others like them. Those I care about know me well enough. I sometimes hear about the strange ideas some have about me and it usually makes me laugh. I actually prefer if those I don't like don't like me back, it simplifies the relationship.

Sorry, this is OT but how do you get into the selling writing racket? I noticed your blog and it is very very good.

Thank you for the compliment on my blog. I don't earn money with the We Function blog, unfortunately. I write it for fun. I write for money under a pseudonym, producing a lot of content for Associated Content (the more views you have, the more money you earn on those views) but the Yahoo! acquisition has really nosedived their quality so I've recently applied to Examiner to see if that will go any better. It's not exactly a famous career in writing but I wouldn't want to give the impression that it is. How people do this as a way of living, I don't know. I wish I did.

I know I shouldn't care about stuff like this, and I wish I didn't, but I can't help it. I get it from my mom, she cares way too much about what others think too. Every day I'm reminded that other people have their fair share of problems too and it doesn't get in their way, but yet, I just don't know, its almost as if I try to make myself appear to be perfect. It's really ret*d but I don't know what to do.

By the time you're my age, you'll be fed up with it and say F*ck 'Em, too.

Agreed. I'd try for family to understand, but even them once a certain threshold is crossed. Idiots in school, co-workers, random people on the street don't mean a damn to me. They can either be nice, or they can mean nothing.

I was in this play in senior year. After the show let out, a teacher clapped me on the back and said "I would have NEVER imagined you'd be into this!" She didn't seem to be surprised anyone else was in the production, and she probably didn't know them any better. But then again, they were all white. Yes, I have a hunch it was unintentional racism.

There have been many girls I met few online dating. Usually the communication starts off good and we seem to get along. However, we would meet up and she would completely change her mind about me and decide that she does not want to pursue a relationship. It's very frustrating.

I blame this on that fact that I have difficulty expressing emotion to people and I sometimes come off as robotic (especially when its time to say goodbye).

Awkward Goodbyes are magic.

A spell to make her disappear from you life!

An acquaintance who used to be a good friend is on my facebook. I knew him before I returned to the church... back when I was agnostic. After I returned to the church, our "friends" turned on me, dropping me, gossiping about me, and bullying me on the internet. I didn't even change any of my political/social views. I'm still pro-choice. Their reaction made me just dump all the livejournal communities and websites that I'd been visiting before... which was fine, really, because it was like a fresh start. That took a couple years to sink in... plus the whole debacle with the MOH. This acquaintance and I stopped being close when he got involved with someone... then for some reason I wasn't "in the circle" anymore, which I tried to understand, but failed to understand when others (some that had bullied me) were. They were even allowed to visit (not just know the address to mail a gift - which I wasn't allowed to have) after the first baby was born! It's just funny because today is his birthday and I went to his facebook wall to write Happy Birthday and noticed there's "Happy Birthday" notes from everyone. It looks like a roster list of people who bullied me. I don't think he needs my note. Screw 'em.

It's Easter today so... on with the million things I've got to do today. Ciao!