Harrassment And Weirdness

Twice last week, someone had accused me of harassment, in the form of sending her what she deemed to be strongly inappropriate text messages.  Without delving too deeply into the exact contents of my text message, I sent her a text message asking why it took her two hours to respond to a two-sentence text message I had sent her earlier that afternoon.  In my defense, it took her exactly two hours to respond to me.

As I’ve mentioned in previous entries, I try to respond to my incoming text messages in a timely manner and I have it in my head that other people should maintain a similar mindset.  I had always seen this as a common courtesy, but maybe this is not as common of a courtesy as I believed it was or should be.  Indeed, I know that not everyone shares my mindset, and I think that last week, this contributed to my thinking that I need to change up some things as far as how I send and anticipate responses to my text messages.

I tend not to want to focus on whatever I had written, because once the accusation of engaging in harassing behavior is made, it doesn’t matter.  The bottom line is that I need to make some changes because these kinds of accusations are never to be taken lightly.  Obviously, I’m writing things that are being taken a certain way and I need to refrain from doing this.  I don’t know what these changes are going to consist of, but I know that I need to make some changes and make those changes soon.  I don’t need more of these kinds of accusations.

Someone had also decided to attempt to ridicule me, again last week, by openly referring to me as “weird”.  I don’t deny this and I’ll be the first to admit that I am weird, though this is not necessarily a bad thing.  I tend to be different than most people and I don’t care if people want to see me as being weird.  I have never wanted to be like everyone else and even in adulthood, I like that others still see me as weird.  I speak differently than most people.  I’m an introvert and I shy away from social interaction.  I’m left-handed.  I have a slight stutter.  I prefer writing over speaking as far as my preferred manner of communication.  I have thin corneas.  I’ve had my eyes surgically corrected twice.  I’m sure I have more things about me that are weird, but I don’t want this entry to completely get out of hand.  The point is, is that I am fully aware that I am weird, and I don’t need to be reminded about it.  I know what and who I am and I don’t run from it.  I have no choice but to embrace who I am, and rest assured that I do.

These are merely two of the many reasons why I tend to avoid interacting with others.  My words apparently get misconstrued.  Because I am different than most people, I am often subject to being referred to as “weird”.

I find that by being alone, I don’t have to worry about either of these things and I can be weird all by myself.