you walk into the lunch room.
every seat is taken.
sadly, you walk around aimlessly looking for a someplace to sit.
the look on your face has a slight nervousness because you know where you may end up.
the janitors table.
only where the losers and outcasts sit.
eureka!
you see an empty spot.
as you walk towards it,
you see “that person” is sitting at the other end.
“that person” don’t like you. at. allllll.
no reason.
as you approach, they put their bag on the seat.
they turn their head back into their conversation.
as you walk away,
you can hear the faint laughs as your self-esteem gets eggs thrown at it.

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why is it that the people you may just actually be cool with treat you like dirt?
is it something you did to them you didn’t realize?
is it subtle jealousy, or even envy?
or, is it unbridled attraction that is getting in the way of their judgement?
let’s hope it is the latter.
i started to wonder…

Why do you think people hate you?

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