12/04/2020
MY FIRST NEGATIVE COMMENT!
My mom always told me: "When people judge you, it is not about YOU, it is about THEM.
Which as a teenager, I was like, "yeah yeah, you're my mom, you have to say that." -Her profession as a psychologist meant absolute diddly-squat to me at that age.
But THEN. IT. HAPPENED. My first "confrontation" in high school.
It was a strange day at school. Every class period, I had someone come up to me and tell me about this girl talking behind my back, telling people how much she didn't like me.
First off, OUCH. I am in high school and have NO idea what "secure in myself" means. And TWO, I thought this was BEYOND peculiar as I couldn't recall a single one-on-one conversation with this girl. All-day, I wondered, How did you decide you didn't like me if you had never talked to me?
Fate chimed in. After school, I stayed late to work on the newspaper, and I had to P*E LIKE A RACEHORSE. I headed out to find a bathroom PRONTO and THERE SHE WAS! We were the only two people in the ENTIRE hallway.
As we passed each other (UNQUESTIONABLY avoiding ALL eye contact), I experienced an unusual explosion of confidence. Despite the wrench of terror in my stomach, I took a deep breath, turned around, and CHASED her down the hall (as all cool kids do), and stopped RIGHT in front of her.
"I heard that you don't like me… And while you have every right not like me (although I am a little confused on your logic to that particular conclusion), why tell everyone you don't like me?
Then as any cliché "daughter of a psychologist" would, I used the "I FEEL formula."
I anxiously stammered: "I feel hurt when you talk about me behind my back."
She stood there. She looked like a ghost; A very, VERY scared ghost. She looked so nervous I wanted to reach out and hug her. After a seemly ENDLESS awkward silence, she finally sighed and replied: "I'm really sorry."
That was it!
We walked to the bathroom together in deep conversation about WHY she was talking about me. And, dagnabbit, my mom WAS right... It turns out it was NOT. ABOUT. ME. (Spoiler: we became close friends.)
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