Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do...

I am currently fighting back the urge to bawl my eyes out, I'm shaking--I'm so mad.

Have you ever had someone intentionally get under your skin...repeatedly?  I have.  I am not sure why some people feel the need to feed off of a person's weaknesses.  I have certain things in my life to which I simply cannot ignore.  Call it being sensitive, call it insecurities, call it whatever you like, I don't care.  I admit that I have some downfalls.  I admit, I am flawed:  human even.  (*gasp* scary I know, huh?!)

I have been told by more than one person in my lifetime that I do not make a great first impression--that I am somewhat of an acquired taste--but that to know me is to love me.  I have made great strides in my willingness to overcome this.  I try very hard to watch what I say around people who do not know me.   I consciously watch my sense of humor around new friends/acquaintances...trying to ease them into my personality rather than dive them head first into my Magnetisms. (just came up with that btw, he he)  However, occasionally I come across people who--no matter how hard I try to like them, chemistry, personality differences, their obvious lack of sense of humor, whatever the case may be--I just cannot seem to like.   It never fails that these particular people ALWAYS manage to be of some importance in my life.  A boss, coworker, friend of a best friend, etc, etc.  Yet, no matter how many times I count to 10 or check myself, they continue to find the ONE nerve that is theirs.  I could name each of these individuals in my life, there are so few of them, yet they all have their very own niche in my skin they love to crawl under.  Not one of them hit on the same nerve, no no...they have their own thing they do that is unique to them, which I cannot, no matter how hard I try, manage to tolerate.  Some of these people have come and gone from my life, others remain.  Yet, no matter the person or situation, one thing remains the same:  they go into hibernation for a while and then out of no where they jump back on my nerve.

Today, I had not one, but two of these people jump on my nerves.   They did their lil dance and then smiled, as if to say: prove it.   Welp, you got me!  Yep, I'm mad.  Nope, can't prove it.   Sure sure, it's all just one big misunderstanding.  It's just my perception, the way I am choosing to take it.

To quote the movie The Fighter:

Mom to girlfriend:  "I've heard a lot about you."
Girlfriend to mom:  "Well I've heard a lot about you too."
Mom to girlfriend:  "What's that supposed to mean?"
Girlfriend to mom:  "The same thing you meant." :)

I've got the man upstairs looking out for me--and no man can pluck me out of my Father's hand--he's got his eye on you, ya big bunch of bullies! Thbbbt! :)
~M