I get the know it all, arrogant stuff too, when I am just trying to be helpful. I bend over backwards to present the info in a humble and tactful way, but it makes no difference. It is not my fault I know so much. Since when is that a bad thing?
I also get the she's so nice to me and listens so well, so I will take advantage of her and use her as my free shrink. Then when I've had more than enough and finally tell them no more, get paid help, they hate me.
I get people who don't believe I am really very sick because they see me doing things that look impossible for a sick person. But, I do these things very much against doctor's orders, and sometimes while in awful pain, because I want to die on my feet and not bankrupt my husband by ending up bedridden like most people with my disease. I am also very willful and hate it when my body won't do what I want, so I push, and then suffer horribly later, where they can't see it. These same people who assume I must be lying about my illness but never bother to learn zilch about it, then assume I must lie about everything. They spread this around to make sure everyone knows I am a big phony. My husband's entire family was guilty of this, so I no longer speak to them. He doesn't either. This is ironic, since I am far more honest than most people, even when it will hurt me to be honest.
Lastly, I am very friendly, always on the look out for good people I could befriend, but I may suddenly turn the cold shoulder to someone and avoid them. They tend to hate me or think I must be crazy for this sudden change. What has really happened is that I have read their minds and seen that they are liars, manipulators, users, etc. and when I see that, I'm done. Bye bye. If I were to explain, they would just think I was even more nuts, since they can't read people, so they don't believe anyone else can.
Sigh. This is so depressing to write about.
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