It’s been said once or twice that I keep to myself and don’t open up to anyone.
The individuals who’ve said this share familial ties with me.
Each time I’ve been told that I need to talk more, let people in, share what’s going on with me; I’ve actively addressed it.
I’m the type of person who’ll heed your advice until I see that your opinion is baseless so I would purposely talk to these individuals and try to share my world with them.
Each time I’ve tried I may as well be talking to the wall because these individuals actively ignored me. At times they would find ways to busy themselves in order to escape the conversation.
Don’t you recall that I told you these individuals would say I needed to talk to them more
Yet when I try they decide that there’s better things to do than listen to me.
I’ll never say that I’m untouched by this reaction; I am. Through the years I’ve gotten better at not taking it so personal…but it still bothers me.
Maybe I presented myself wrong or I have bad timing. These are the things I tell myself when a conversation flat lines or never materializes.
I guess I should stop responding when these individuals suggest I open up to them more and share my world; but that would be out of character.
Sigh, if you suggest I converse with you more…please attend the conversation when I make an attempt to have one with you.