Earlier this week, two people reported they felt I did not like them. I don’t know where this came from. They’re both very welcome on this site. But today I got to thinking about it.
I wonder why someone would think I don’t like them. I don’t know them. I’m just sitting here doing my work, trying to keep up with the squash from the garden, missing my husband, and stuff. My interaction with both people has been friendly. So why would they think this?
I realized they must have some psychological need to have someone looking down at them or disliking them – here I am. I feel bad for them, feeling that way but I feel bad for me too because I am being used.
I am not the Great Oz. I live in a tract home and work with heavy burden.