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| it's 2017 | it's 2017 And I'm starting off on the wrong foot. My difficulty is I can't speak my mind. I can't tell someone off, be disagreeable. I've never yelled at anyone outside my family. I was raised to be obedient by my mom and aunt. Then, I'm Asian. The stereotype is to be quiet and obedient. Then, again, I've always been a secretary. The way I played it, was, the client is boss. I do whatever they say, with a smile. I know I would've been a great waitress if I could remember stuff.
Anyway, this personality quirk rears itself in my personal friendships. I can't be forthright if it means the other person is upset. For instance, Mr x is always cold. I'm usually hot. I come in to bike. He's sitting in front of the space heater. He says, shall I turn it off? I say, no. It's fine. Because I know it's good for him. It's a real drag being this way. A lot of time I prefer my own company because I can be true to myself.
So we had a spat tonight. I couldn't express my disagreement so finally just went to bed early. After an hour Mr x comes in and asks if I'm alright. He wondered if he said something and wanted to apologize. Of course I denied anything was wrong. | | Comments |
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